Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 571

“Baxter!”

Chattley smiled faintly and waved at the green head.

The head immediately flew to her and explained:

“Because my true body would lose power if it appeared here, I can only appear as a head.”

She held the head in her hands and said:

“I know.”

“We need to cooperate to get through this predicament.”

“But the premise is that you must trust me.”

“—Do you trust me?”

“Of course,” said Shen’s green head.

Chattley stopped speaking.

She just held the head, emanating a translucent, slightly black and purple light.

A line of small text popped up:

“Multilayer Universe Chattley is officially recognizing you as her master. Do you agree?”

“Agree,” Shen Ye said without hesitation.

All the light enveloped the green head.

Immediately after.

A line of faint text suddenly appeared in front of Shen’s green head:

“Chattley has activated the power of ‘Shadow Divine Mother’ and wishes to obtain all your abilities. Do you permit this?”

“Permitted,” said Shen’s green head.

—Shadow Divine Mother was the advanced profession Chattley achieved after fusing “Lord of Non-Life” and “Lord of Living Souls.”

Only one person can inherit this profession.

Its function is to manifest the powers of others.

The faint text continued to appear:

“Chattley uses your abilities to display your identity and begins to gain the trust of the Multiple-Brain River.”

“The Multiple-Brain River has verified your relationship with her.”

“She has been acknowledged.”

“She has gained all the abilities of the Multiple-Brain River.”

“The Multiple-Brain River has invited her to participate in the battle.”

Chattley suddenly opened her eyes.

“Alright, Shen Ye, I can now use all its power, shall we go?”

She asked in a telepathic message.

“Where to?” Shen Ye asked.

“Back to the Land of Truth. I know how to return,” Chattley said matter-of-factly.

The green head looked back.

Su Su, Ship of Destruction, and Uncle Seven were diligently digging a hole, as if they didn’t care about what was happening here.

This was strange.

Why do you seem a little scared of her?

“Shall we go?”

Chattley asked.

“…The matter isn’t finished. I’ll do my best, and then we’ll leave,” Shen Ye said.

“You want to help this river?” Chattley asked.

“After all, it has helped me a lot, and I don’t want to see it die here,” Shen Ye said.

Chattley smiled, her expression gentle, and said:

“It’s dying. Its trust in us is just clinging to the last straw.”

“But I was able to awaken, and it also contributed—it even helped you—so I will join the battle.”

Before her words faded.

A ray of light swept from the sky, heading straight for the green head in Chattley’s hand.

Chattley grabbed the ray.

The ray could no longer move.

—From a distance, she looked like she was holding a glowing light tube.

“I have another reason for taking action this time.”

“That monster hiding in the clouds has been ambushing you, and that made me very angry.”

Chattley’s tone had changed.

Lines of faint text appeared in front of Shen’s green head:

“Chattley used the Heaven-Connecting Palm.”

“As the Shadow Divine Mother, she borrowed your term Mandala-Ouroboros.”

“And—”

“Her own ‘devouring’.”

The light tube quickly dimmed in her hand, eventually vanishing into thin air.

Chattley’s aura rapidly strengthened.

—The energy was devoured by her!

“Let’s give this river some hope first.”

She finished speaking and formed a spell with one hand.

Streaks of flowing light flew from her hand seals, landing on Su Su, Uncle Seven, and Ship of Destruction.

Su Su instinctively controlled her mech, digging into the shallow pit on the ground again.

Whoosh—

A large pile of reddish-brown soil was dug out.

“What is this?”

Su Su looked at Chattley in surprise.

Chattley simply said:

“Its blood vessels are blocked, and energy cannot be supplied to the riverbed, so these blood vessels must be cleared.”

The three looked at her, deeply impressed.

Uncle Seven showed a nostalgic expression and muttered:

“I remember countless years ago, a young girl returned to the Land of Truth—”

“The Withering Scepter led a large group of creations of truth to attack her,” Ship of Destruction interjected.

“She carried a terrible curse; touching it meant death, so those guys didn’t even dare to kill her,” Su Su said.

“Alright, let’s not use past events to test me—no one knows my true capabilities,” Chattley said with a smile.

She cast a spell, making the green head float beside her.

“But I will tell him.”

Before her words faded, she had already rushed into the battle.

In the sky.

The brains fought fiercely with countless giant eyes.

Chattley formed a seal from a distance and cast a spell.

—The Naming Technique!

“This spell is extremely powerful, but its only weakness is that it cannot name itself.”

Her voice echoed in Shen’s green head’s ear.

Shen Ye suddenly realized.

No wonder the Multiple-Brain River had to turn to him, hoping he would give it a name.

But now the situation was different—

Countless brains, seeing the spell in Chattley’s hand, buzzed:

“You are the mind-walker with ocean-like prestige!”

“You are the assassin master of shadow control and battle!”

“You are the god of creation, adept at devouring all!”

“You are…”

Along with their naming, countless terms appeared densely above Chattley’s head.

But—

“This is wrong!” Uncle Seven cried out in disbelief.

Ship of Destruction’s tone was exceptionally calm:

“Compatibility—even if she is stronger than us, she absolutely cannot satisfy the compatibility of so many terms—how can she be both ‘such an existence’ and ‘that existence’, conforming to different terms in terms of personality and will?”

Su Su, however, showed a complex expression and softly said: “If anyone can do this, it must be her.”

The green head didn’t hear their conversation.

But the green head immediately understood the matter.

It looked up at Chattley’s head.

Terms.

The terms piled up into a majestic peak, still extending towards the sky.

Chattley already had a certain anomaly about her—

The light of the dharma realm descended from the void, transforming into long tail feathers, gently draping over her back like a colorful cloak.

—The terms had materialized!

What an immense power!

Yet, Shen’s green head was not surprised by this at all.

He deeply understood one thing—

If there was anyone in this world who could bear so many terms with different compatibilities, that person must be Chattley.

—Chattley’s Dharma Aspect was “One Person, Ten Thousand Lives.”

She could transform one into ten thousand, simultaneously becoming countless different existences.

She also had multiple personalities.

—Only she could simultaneously match so many terms, forming the spectacular scene of terms like a mountain!

“Quick!”

“It’s your turn to bestow terms upon us!”

Countless brains urgently shouted.

Chattley’s expression was indifferent, her beautiful eyes filled with ruthlessness, and she said:

“I came to help because he asked me to help you.”

“I will not make you stronger.”

As she spoke, she telepathically messaged the green head:

“One term is enough for it, otherwise, if it gains many terms, we might be devoured by it too—”

“It can easily become invincible; be very careful.”

Shen’s green head couldn’t help but nod slightly.

Truly a genius in battle, she immediately pinpointed the core of the opponent’s strength.

If one term could be used by one brain in the Multiple-Brain River—

Then all the brains could use it.

They were dispersed individuals of a collective consciousness.

One could fully imagine—

A million Shen Yes simultaneously casting “Mandala-Ouroboros.”

What a crazy scene that would be!

—Forget defense, even your soul would be sucked dry, without a trace remaining!

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Chattley rushed into the sky, but telepathically messaged again:

“There are some things I can let you know.”

“Baxter.”

Another line of small text appeared:

“Chattley is sharing memories with you.”

Countless images began to appear in the brain’s mind.

He watched Chattley strike with a palm.

All the mountain-like terms were activated, all lit up, and all released the power of rules.

The sea of clouds in the sky vanished in an instant.

Beyond this awe-inspiring battle scene—

Other images appeared in Shen’s green head’s mind.

Scene after scene.

All Chattley’s past.

The very beginning.

It was an extremely simple scene.

The Land of Truth.

Deep within.

In a secluded underground cave.

A little girl woke up.

She instinctively knew how to survive, awakening the powerful truth power of “devouring” upon waking, thus living on.

The underground world, countless dangers.

She relied on her battle talent, averted danger countless times, maintaining balance with the creations in other caves around her.

Images flashed by.

Countless past battles.

Hunger and cold.

Injuries.

Hardship.

The little girl, through various battles and tribulations, deeply understood one thing—

The ability to “devour” was powerful.

But this ability was still in its initial stage, requiring time to grow.

If—

Other powerful creations discovered she possessed such an ability, then an extremely tragic fate awaited her.

So the little girl hid her strength, staying deep underground.

She lived like an ascetic.

Fighting, gathering, recuperating.

Diligently training her abilities.

Day after day.

The little girl’s wish was simple.

Just to live.

Finally—

Time passed.

Ten years later.

As a newborn creation, she finally dared to appear on the surface.

Carefully restraining her power.

Never doing anything without certainty, never participating in battles with unknown outcomes.

—Never exposing the ability to “devour.”

During long-term battles, the girl observed the battles of other creations and reached another conclusion—

She seemed to have thought wrong.

Even without “devouring,” she was still very strong.

At least among the awakened creations of truth, there shouldn’t be any existence that could be her match.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a bit bored.

If she was already invincible in this world—

Why not see other worlds?

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be erased.

One day.

The girl opened a hole in the world’s “barrier.”

She went to the Eternal World.

Here.

She first encountered humans, realizing that these creatures had the same bodies, language, and emotions as herself.

She learned human skills and knowledge.

Integrated into society.

Observed the development of civilization.

Enjoyed it immensely.

—Of course, in this world, there were many planets, many civilized races.

Humans were just one of them.

Later—

One day.

Human civilization’s technology reached a certain level and discovered the existence of the “barrier.”

The girl was also very curious.

Because, using the “barrier” of the Land of Truth as a reference—

The “barrier” discovered by humans was on the other side of the Eternal World.

What lay beyond this “barrier”?

Regardless.

This matter caused a widespread sensation among various races.

Various races began to try to break through the “barrier.”

They used endless methods against the “barrier,” which also broadened the girl’s horizons.

But it was useless.

With the power of these races, they could not destroy the world’s “barrier.”

By this time.

The conflicts between various races were put aside.

All living beings wanted to know what lay beyond the “barrier.”

So various civilizations brought out their true abilities, cooperating fully to find a power that could open the “barrier.”

—The Eternal Brain was born.

But—

The Eternal Brain possessed infinite power, yet it could not open the barrier.

People were greatly disappointed.

Some even began to use the power of the Eternal Brain to deal with old enemies.

The world entered an era of great chaos.

The girl did not want to see this world fall into endless slaughter, and at the same time, she was curious about what lay beyond the “barrier.”

She could naturally open the barrier with “devouring.”

A power surpassing countless creations of truth could fully let her know what was beyond the “barrier.”

But she strictly maintained her identity as an “observer.”

She was very cautious.

She did not want to interfere with anything in this world.

Until one day—

Some humans, by chance, became followers of destruction.

The fortress began to crumble from within.

That day.

The barrier shattered.

Infinite dark flames surged into the world.

—The Catastrophe of Destruction descended!

Shen Ye basically knew the rest.

“Actually, it should have developed for a few more millennia before considering opening the barrier.”

He thought with a hint of emotion.

Chattley interjected: “You’re right, the outside world has an important rule—”

“If a protected race strongly demands to enter the real world, then ‘Grace’ cannot stop them.”

“What exactly is ‘Grace’?” Shen Ye asked.

“It is a kind of supreme rule—”

“For example, as a human, you are safe in the Land of Truth, but if you come here, ‘Grace’ disappears from you,” Chattley said.

“Does the Eternal World opening the barrier mean it wants to enter such a world, abandoning ‘Grace’?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes.”

Chattley said.

She chanted a spell.

More images appeared in Shen Ye’s mind.

Those battles after leaving the Eternal World.

Those skirmishes with destruction.

And the wandering through countless worlds after leaving the sphere of influence of destruction.

After countless battles.

The girl matured.

She became extremely powerful.

She also acquired some enemies of equal status and strength.

Some battles were extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, she overcame them every time.

But in one life-and-death battle, the girl clearly sensed her own bottleneck in strength.

Her strength had peaked.

Unable to improve further.

If she wanted to continue to break through—

She would have to return to the category of “creation of truth” and search for the meaning of “creation” itself.

Creation.

Ultimately needed a master.

Master…

The woman looked back at the path she had come, somewhat hesitant.

But eventually, in a great battle, she was ambushed by several enemies, severely wounded, and afflicted by an extremely powerful curse.

The only fortunate thing was that she survived.

But she knew—

If she could not progress, she would never be able to advance further, let alone seek revenge.

She indeed needed a master now.

The girl, dragging her heavily wounded body, returned to the Land of Truth.

However, she was at the end of her rope, wounded by the Withering Scepter, which feared the power of “devouring.” The curse all over her body erupted, forcing her to revert to a little girl’s state and fall into an unawakening sleep within the dream of the curse.

—Until Shen Ye appeared.

“Finished watching?”

Chattley’s telepathic message echoed again.

“Finished watching.”

Shen Ye said.

Shen Ye—Shen’s green head regained his senses and looked up at the sky.

He saw Chattley still fighting with the giant eyeballs.

Every time she struck, she could take down an eyeball.

“This is not my strength; don’t think I’m very powerful right now—I’m just good at fighting.”

Chattley telepathically messaged, somewhat embarrassed.

It sounded like a girl dancing, caught dancing by her lover, naturally showing a hint of shyness.

“Very powerful.”

Shen Ye praised.

Her tone immediately became more lively and nimble:

“If the Multiple-Brain River wins, its strength will immediately surge greatly. We’ll seize the opportunity and secretly slip away from this world.”

“No, we can’t go,” Shen Ye said.

Chattley said: “Do you still want to help it? Its strength growth is very crazy. My current strength is not enough, I’m afraid—”

“It’s not about it.”

Shen Ye’s voice was a bit cold: “The consciousness of the Withering Scepter transformed into a person named Augustus.”

“I know,” Chattley said.

“He was the one who led people to injure you back then—at that time, you were already severely wounded and had an extremely powerful curse on you,” Shen Ye said.

“Yes,” Chattley admitted.

“Let’s go kill him.”

A moment of silence.

Chattley’s laughter suddenly rang out:

“…Hehehe, my little man has grown up. I will accompany you until dawn today.”