Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 607

Darkness.

Still in the darkness.

A sharp “whoosh” whistle suddenly rang out.

The sound lasted only for a few breaths before abruptly stopping.

Immediately after.

Something silently fell.

—It was a rectangular box.

As soon as the box appeared, it melted into the earth, disappearing without a trace.

After a few monsters rushed over, meticulously investigated, found nothing, and then left disgruntled—

A full two hours passed.

The rectangular box then emerged from the ground again.

It slowly transformed, taking on the appearance of a refined human male, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and glasses.

“I have arrived in the Pale World. Send me the target’s true name.”

The refined man said.

He grabbed into the void, and immediately pulled out a pair of sharp, long claws, deftly put them on his hands, and casually stretched his fingers a few times.

After waiting for a few breaths.

The voice of Adrian, the Archmage of Destruction, echoed from the void:

“The Destroyer of Primordial Gods, the King of the Shadow World, the Dry Strangler, did you really take on this bounty?”

“It’s me,” the refined man said.

Adrian was silent for a few breaths before speaking:

“Someone as renowned as you should be breaking through to the Saint realm by now. Why would you take this bounty?”

“I owe Old John a favor,” the refined man said faintly.

Adrian’s voice continued:

“I see. That primordial spirit of destruction’s true name is ‘Baxter’.”

“—Kill him.”

“Bring me his head, and you will receive a combined reward from the Dream World and the Destruction Faction.”

The refined man asked, “Are you sure that’s the name?”

“Yes,” Adrian said.

“Good. If he truly exists in this world, I guarantee he will die here.”

“The intelligence is accurate. Old John used an extremely powerful divination law,” Adrian said.

“Then await my good news.”

The communication ended.

The refined man pulled out a stone tablet and carved a true name onto it with his sharp claws:

“Baxter.”

The true name was inscribed.

The stone tablet glowed, then emitted a low voice:

“Target confirmed.”

“Condition one: True name is correct.”

“Condition two: Target is in the current world.”

“Condition three: Target begins combat.”

“Fulfill these three conditions, and you will be teleported directly behind the target.”

It worked!

The refined man spread his arms, embraced the stone tablet, and slowly sank into the ground.

Darkness was silent.

It was as if no one had ever been here, and no being had ever descended.

—This infamous assassin entered a state of silence.

The moment the target began to fight—

He would immediately complete the assassination!

……

On the other side.

Nightmare World.

The remains were placed in the main hall of the Eternal Night City palace.

Lord of the Underworld, Mictecticacihuatl, examined them carefully before speaking:

“Your idea is correct.”

Shen Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

“Really? I was afraid I’d do something wrong and cause the bones to be completely destroyed—after all, so much time has passed, a gust of wind might turn them to dust.”

He said.

Lord of the Underworld, Mictecticacihuatl, said solemnly:

“No ‘subordinate’ resurrection spell can be used, nor any spell other than a resurrection spell to revive it.”

“Because it is a card.”

“You must revive it with the most orthodox resurrection spell.”

“—Destruction-aligned resurrection spells are the most professional in this regard.”

Shen Ye nodded slightly.

This is what they call professionalism.

The undead always had a stronger grasp of the mysteries of life and death than other races!

“Then I’ll begin.”

Shen Ye said.

“Begin,” Chatterley said.

Shen Ye took a deep breath, forming a hand seal.

Large passages of obscure incantations were chanted by him.

Until the incantation and hand seal perfectly aligned, drawing out spiritual energy and unleashing that legendary spell—

Calamity Resurrection!

“Rise!”

Shen Ye shouted.

The skeleton abruptly stood up, flesh, hair, and facial features growing all over its body, clad in gleaming armor and wielding a long spear, looking around frantically.

“Comrade?”

His voice boomed like muffled thunder.

Boundless eternal energy emanated from him, instantly transforming into a gale that almost blew Shen Ye and the Lord of the Underworld away.

So strong!

Shen Ye was surprised.

The power fluctuations from this guy’s body were stronger than his own!

—Setting everything else aside, purely in terms of basic attributes, this guy must far surpass him!

A line of faint glowing text appeared in the void:

“Eternal Messenger (resurrecting).”

“Warrior spirit born of mission, immune to curses, elements, and physical attacks. Only laws can harm it.”

…So abnormal.

Yet even such an existence had died.

Shen Ye steadied himself, collected his thoughts, and prepared to deal with the situation that would follow.

—He couldn’t be considered fully revived yet!

He had to block the impending disaster!

Shen Ye raised the pale flame and said:

“Let’s make this short—”

“You’re dead, and I’m bringing you back.

“Please don’t move. Cooperate.”

The Eternal Herald glanced at the pale flame, and the殺气 (killing intent) all over him subsided slightly as he remarked, “So it’s one of our own.”

He seemed to be very experienced, immediately put away his long spear, and stood aside, making no further movements.

Silence returned to the great hall.

Shen Ye silently waited for the arrival of disaster.

What exactly killed this messenger back then?

“How did you die?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Too many monsters, and I had no reinforcements. I was hit repeatedly by saturation spells and eventually couldn’t hold on,” the Eternal Messenger said.

Before he finished speaking.

Shen Ye suddenly heard a piercing whistle from the void.

It was a spell!

Such a vast and fierce power fluctuation, with just a slight sensing, he knew it was a large-scale offensive spell!

“I’ll help you,” the Lord of the Underworld, Mictecticacihuatl, said.

“Absolutely not!”

The Eternal Messenger immediately interjected:

“Only the one who casts the resurrection spell can act. If anyone else interferes, they will immediately be thrown into history, constantly facing various fatal situations until they die completely.”

“This is the backlash of the historical seal!”

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Underworld, Mictecticacihuatl, dared not act rashly.

“Baxter, my palace—”

Mictecticacihuatl said.

If it were another spell, Shen Ye might still hesitate a bit.

But in this situation—

“Door.”

He whispered, summoning the Portal of Spirit Communication and raising it.

The door instantly opened.

Taking advantage of this moment—

Shen Ye leaped high!

Boom—

A magnificent and immense spell swept over the Eternal Night Imperial Palace, pulverizing the void around Shen Ye into countless dark fissures.

Shen Ye, however, was unharmed.

—The Portal of Spirit Communication formed a “spatial-type” shield, allowing the spell to pass through the door and strike the Pale World.

Shen Ye was unaffected by the attack and survived.

He closed the door, descended from mid-air, and apologized to the Lord of the Underworld:

“My apologies, I almost destroyed everything.”

“Fortunately, you jumped up at the last moment. Otherwise, if that spell had hit the ground, perhaps the entire Eternal Night City would have been erased,” the Lord of the Underworld said.

Just as Shen Ye was about to reply, lines of faint glowing text appeared in the void:

“You have withstood the disaster of death for the other party.”

“Calamity Resurrection spell successfully cast.”

“The Eternal Messenger has been resurrected.”

Shen Ye immediately turned to look at the messenger.

The messenger showed a slight smile and said:

“The Eternal Mission is the supreme path of destiny for humanity, and it only appears once.”

“I was already dead.”

“And humanity’s mission would have ended with me.”

“But you saved me—”

“Can we start over now?” Shen Ye asked.

“No,” the Eternal Messenger shook his head, “though I have been resurrected by you, I can only appear in the history I belong to.”

“Then—if you’re going to continue humanity’s mission, can you take me with you?” Shen Ye asked again.

After all, in this current era, the entire Pale World is shrouded by the “Dark Realm Everdark Sealing World Spell.”

The strength of the monsters has reached its peak.

It’s better to go back to the past!

“You cannot return to my history, because the waters of the Pale World run deep, and its history will never allow a person from the future to reach the past,” the Eternal Messenger said.

“What then?” Shen Ye asked.

“I will be resurrected in the place where I fell in battle, and then continue to fulfill my mission,” the Eternal Messenger said.

“But in your era, the Eternal Mission failed,” Shen Ye said.

“That’s right,” the Eternal Messenger glanced at him, and said meaningfully: “We cannot change history, but we can leave hope for the future.”

Shen Ye was stunned.

The Eternal Messenger reached out and grasped his torch, then walked into nothingness.

“I have returned to history.”

“According to everything in history, I will eventually die, but I will leave behind hope.”

After the words fell.

He disappeared.

On the torch in Shen Ye’s hand, however, a flickering rune appeared.

“Blessed Seal of Destiny.”

“Imprint of the Messenger.”

“Description: You will be able to sense the Eternal Messenger. Even if he is defeated and dies, you will be able to sense the location of his remains, and even know everything that happened to him.”

All the faint glowing words flashed and disappeared.

Immediately after.

The faint glowing words refreshed again:

“Congratulations.”

“You have resurrected a ‘Mission’ card, and it has returned to history to face everything that once happened again.”

“Humanity’s mission has been successfully reawakened.”

“You have inherited the will of ‘Eternal Poem’ and are looking back at history from this moment in the future, attempting to complete it.”

“Currently, please wait.”

…Wait.

What am I waiting for?

Shen Ye was a little slow to react.

After carefully recalling every word and action of the Eternal Messenger, it took him a while to piece together a clue.

“Could it be…”

An expression of disbelief gradually appeared on Shen Ye’s face.

He reached out and opened a door, stepped through it, and returned to the Pale World.

Here, it was still ruins.

No monsters.

—The Great Skeleton had already lured all the monsters away.

Shen Ye gripped his torch, carefully sensing.

There!

In that direction!

Shen Ye opened another Portal of Spirit Communication, stepped over many obstacles, and arrived at the location the torch was sensing.

—This was a bunker.

It was built underground, clearly some kind of structure meant to evade disaster.

But the walls were cracked everywhere, and corpses lay strewn about.

Clearly, this bunker had not escaped its fate of destruction.

There were no living things.

Guided by his senses, Shen Ye approached a wall and pressed his hand lightly against it.

Clatter—

The wall cracked open.

A skeletal remains, sealed within the wall, fell to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

Shen Ye looked closely.

It was indeed the remains of the Eternal Messenger!

…How could it have died inside the wall?

That was too well hidden.

Shen Ye’s thoughts became increasingly clear.

What the hell!

You guys are playing this kind of trick!

He collected the remains, opened the Portal of Spirit Communication, and returned to the Nightmare World.

But this time, he didn’t go to Eternal Night City.

—He had just destroyed someone’s palace, and now he might have to do it again.

It was a little embarrassing.

Shen Ye took the remains to a remote desert.

“So…”

“Let’s resurrect him again.”

He formed a hand seal, chanted an incantation, and once again performed the Calamity Resurrection.

The next instant.

“Ah!”

The corpse suddenly sprang up, flesh, hair, and facial features growing all over it, coming back to life.

“No need to be nervous. This time, all the mission cards knew that hope was actually in the future, so they sealed me in the wall.”

The resurrected Eternal Messenger said.

“So I don’t actually have to face any killing disaster?” Shen Ye asked.

“Yes, you just need to—”

Before he finished speaking, Shen Ye suddenly had blocks of stone engraved with concealment runes appear on him.

This was to seal him to death!

The Eternal Messenger had died this way!

Shen Ye casually slapped his hand, knocking off all the stone blocks.

Faint glowing text immediately appeared before his eyes:

“You have withstood the disaster of death for the other party.”

“Calamity Resurrection spell successfully cast.”

“The Eternal Messenger has been resurrected.”

…He’s resurrected again.

“Pure power of destruction! Who would have thought that even in the spells of the destruction side, there was also the mystery of resurrection!”

The messenger sighed.

“Why did everyone seal you in the wall?” Shen Ye asked.

“Because history proves that in our era, everything failed—so the best way to deal with it is to bring hope to you in the future.”

The Eternal Messenger said, then took something out of his embrace.

—It was a scale.

At least it looked like a scale of something.

“What is this?”

Shen Ye asked curiously.

“This is the historical evidence our mission cards found in the Pale World,” the messenger said.

“Evidence?”

“Yes, look at this—”

The messenger tossed the scale into the air and gently poked it with his spear.

Clink.

A clear metallic clanging sound.

The void behind the scale collapsed, revealing chaotic spatial fissures.

But the next instant.

All anomalies disappeared.

The scale fell back down, returning to the messenger’s hand.

“A shield? Or rather, it has some kind of defensive law on it?”

Shen Ye asked.

“The law of ‘Equilibrium’—it makes the void equally bear the damage to avoid being harmed itself; it can also maintain a balanced development between nature and civilization.”

“This law was annihilated in the history of all worlds countless years ago.”

“But we found its remains in the Pale World—”

“This is the scale.”

The messenger said.

“What’s this thing for?” Shen Ye asked.

“I can’t tell you, if I do, you’ll die—but it’s an important item for fulfilling humanity’s mission, so keep it for now,” the messenger said meaningfully.

The scale was now in Shen Ye’s hand.

“Alright, we will continue to search for clues in the Pale World. Remember to resurrect me in the future,” the messenger said.

After speaking.

He once again stepped into the void, preparing to return to history.

“Wait a moment.”

Shen Ye said.

“What else?” the messenger asked.

“The battles in the past history must have been extremely fierce, and you must have gone through countless hardships to obtain this scale,” Shen Ye said.

“Yes.”

“Let me do my small part.”

Shen Ye stretched out his hand and lightly pointed at the messenger.

In an instant.

Faint glowing words continuously appeared in the void:

“You have released the keyword ‘Behind the Scenes Manipulator’.”

“You have chosen to add the most suitable prefix for the target.”

“The current Mission Card: Eternal Messenger, has received the prefix you granted, becoming:”

“‘The Most Unassuming’ Messenger.”

The messenger looked up at the small text above his head.

“Very well…” he began, “Keywords are rare powers after all, perhaps they can help me.”

The messenger walked into the void, returned to history, and disappeared.

Only Shen Ye remained standing there.

Shen Ye lowered his head, staring blankly at the scale in his hand.

Equilibrium.

Such a law eventually vanished into the long river of history, leaving behind only a single scale.

If the Pale World was eventually destroyed—

Would the Pale Laws suffer the same fate?

Shen Ye, holding the torch, opened the door again and returned to the Pale World.

With the power of his senses.

He once again found the messenger’s remains.

But this time, it was slightly different from the previous two times.

In a deep pit.

The messenger’s remains were surrounded by numerous humanoid remains of various sizes.

—He didn’t know if they were friends or foes.

Shen Ye hesitated for a moment, then simply shouted:

“Hey, who are these people around you?”

The messenger’s remains replied, “They’re all our people. Resurrect them all.”

“How come you all died so close together?” Shen Ye asked.

“Because we wanted to obtain the second piece of the Law Remnant, but failed—the enemy was simply too strong,” the messenger sighed.

“So you decided to die together?” Shen Ye pressed.

“The enemy’s sneak attack caught us off guard, and the battle was too intense—we didn’t even have time to formulate tactics—”

“It’s better to die on the spot, formulate tactics in the future, and then go back and fight again,” the messenger said seriously.

“That actually makes a lot of sense,” Shen Ye agreed.

“That monster was indeed strong, I’d estimate it’s comparable to a saint,” the messenger said.

That would be too strong.

Shen Ye’s mind stirred, and he suddenly spoke:

“What kind of monster is it? Perhaps I can get information on it.”

The messenger was startled, then overjoyed, and loudly exclaimed: “You’re right! So much time has passed, perhaps there’s information on that fellow in the Myriad Worlds!”

“—It’s called the Bone Collector, a multi-legged spider-like entity that fights using the ‘Stripping’ law.”

Entropy Saint Realm.

The good little duck quickly began to search for information.

He found information on that monster!

—Entropy points will flow, and information will naturally come!

Shen Ye immediately obtained information about the “Bone Collector.”

He looked around.

—The surroundings were silent.

This was an extremely remote location.

If he were to perform a resurrection spell here—

It wasn’t impossible.

But to be safe, Shen Ye thought about it and decided to take all the remains back to the Nightmare World.

“Wait, don’t take us to other worlds.”

The messenger said.

“Why?” Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

“Returning to history from other worlds means being randomly teleported to some location. With so many of us, it’s best to stay in the Pale World, so we’ll appear in our original historical spot.”

The messenger explained.

—That’s not impossible.

Shen Ye stretched his limbs, pressed his hand on his long blade, and said:

“I might not be able to block the ‘Bone Collector’s’ spell, and I also need to be careful about making too much noise, so it might take more effort.”

“Don’t worry,” the messenger said.

“Why should I worry?” Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

“When we decided to die, we deliberately found the spot where the magic was weakest, and simply died there without resisting.”

The messenger explained.

—Very considerate of others!

Shen Ye relaxed and began to cast the large-scale Calamity Resurrection spell.

In a short while.

More than a dozen mission cards were all resurrected!

Their aura was extremely powerful, each one stronger than the messenger.

“Ah… this is the person from the future.”

A large knight with a full beard wearing pink armor spoke.

The mission cards all looked at Shen Ye.

“Hello, I’m Baxter. How should I address you?”

Shen Ye asked.

He was also looking at the other party.

—This pink fellow somewhat resembled the King of Hearts in a deck of cards.

“I am the Knight Commander Saman of the Mission Deck. You can call me the Romantic Swordsman,” the King of Hearts said.

“May I ask if the sword in your hand is the Unfeeling Sword?” Shen Ye asked.

“No, this is the light of the sacred mission. My romanticism is reserved for ladies,” the King of Hearts said.

“Stop! Can you two talk about something serious?” A female mage protested.

—Her aura was even stronger than the King of Hearts!

“Little fellow, I am Archmage Celine. I heard from the messenger that you can get information about the ‘Bone Collector’?”

Shen Ye did not hesitate to relay the information.

The cards silently memorized the monster’s information and began a heated discussion.

About an hour later.

Everyone formulated a battle strategy, eager to return to history.

Shen Ye remained silent on the side, but added the prefix “Valiant and Unstoppable” to each mission card.

This prefix increases all attributes by 15%.

—Consider it a pre-battle blessing.

Although the cards didn’t show it on their faces, they all secretly praised him in their hearts.

“Draw your sword, I’ll give you some pointers.”

The King of Hearts said.

“Thank you, sir.” Shen Ye excitedly drew his long sword.

Clang!

Blade met sword.

In an instant.

Someone suddenly appeared behind Shen Ye.

“You’re dead.”

The person said coldly.

—The Destroyer of Primordial Gods, the King of the Shadow World, the Dry Strangler!

He had waited too long for this moment!

Shen Ye whipped around, surprised:

“What did you say?”

The Destroyer of Primordial Gods, the King of the Shadow World, the Dry Strangler, shouted sharply:

“Hello, I’m here to deliver a message!”

“Brother, I’m on your side—”

“Those guys from the Dream World and the Destruction Faction are really unfair, I want to fight for you!”

“Good buddy! It makes me so angry, I must fight for you!”

He said one after another.

Around him.

All the mission cards drew their weapons, pressing down on him, making him unable to move a single inch.

“He’s an assassin.”

Archmage Celine said, surprised.

“From the way he appeared just now, his use of laws is very advanced, definitely not a good person.” The messenger said, crossing his arms.

“It’s nothing,” the King of Hearts said.

Everyone looked at Shen Ye.

“Perhaps he’s telling the truth?” Shen Ye said instead.

Swish!

Everyone attacked at once, dismembering the Destroyer of Primordial Gods, the King of the Shadow World, and the Dry Strangler on the spot.

“You give us information, we kill for you.”

“We’ll take the bodies too…”

“The souls will be packaged and taken away as well.”

“That’s right, what happened here absolutely cannot be exposed, nor can any word leak out.”

“Remember to resurrect us next time.”

The mission deck chattered, stepping into the void and returning to history.

Only Shen Ye stood dumbfounded in place.

After a moment.

He let out a long sigh, muttering:

“He chose not to jump out earlier or later, but precisely when all the peak-strength cards were present to assassinate me.”

“He was such a kind-hearted person!”

“Dismemberment…”

“Isn’t that a bit impolite?”