Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 658

Chapter 641: “The Almighty One,” Who Can Resist?

Desert edge.

Desolate road.

Two horses rode side by side.

“Baxter, do you think the desert is beautiful?”

“Beautiful.”

“What makes it beautiful?”

“A single wisp of smoke rises straight from the vast desert, and the long river sets round.”

“…Interesting, but isn’t human deforestation, leading to soil erosion and the desert encroaching on other areas, an evil of humanity?”

Shen Ye gradually came to realize.

It seemed that the Valhalla really wanted him dead.

Just now, leaving him surrounded by the Eight-legged Soul-devouring Demon Spirit and other professionals was precisely for this purpose.

It made sense.

According to the Ancient Sequence, its only weakness was that “it must never let anyone know it is ‘evil’ and intends to destroy everything.”

And he was that person.

But it was bound by some rule that prevented it from directly killing him.

For example, if he followed its instructions not to fight and not to kill—

Then it could only kill the Eight-legged Soul-devouring Demon Spirit.

Because the Demon Spirit was “arrogant.”

“Baxter, answer me.”

Valhalla said.

A faint ominous aura began to emanate from its body.

Shen Ye immediately responded:

“Colonel, humans are ignorant at first when they live in this world; they don’t know they need to protect the environment.”

“But now we have many methods.”

“Such as planting cold-resistant, wind-resistant plants to form protective forests, rational use of water resources, and laying straw checkerboard barriers in the desert.”

“Perhaps this represents our human repentance.”

Valhalla listened and said nothing more.

Ahead.

Several men stood at a three-way intersection.

—They wore wide-brimmed straw hats, gray-white robes, and thick-soled shoes, looking from a distance towards the two.

“May the gods bless you, officers.”

One person spoke.

Valhalla sat on its horse and said gently, “May the gods bless you too—is there a place to rest nearby?”

The leading man said, “No, but I can take you to a nearby tent where there’s tea and biscuits—of course, that will cost you some money.”

“Is there really no city?”

Valhalla stretched out a hand, pointing to the distance behind the man, and continued:

“I remember that from here, if you walk a quarter of an hour and cross the sand dune area, you can see a lake where there’s an oasis town.”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the man’s face, and he shook his head, saying, “That place has been abandoned.”

“Why was it abandoned?” Valhalla asked.

“Sandstorm—a massive sandstorm. Everyone was buried,” the man said.

“The gods wouldn’t be so cruel; the gods protected that town,” Valhalla said.

“Perhaps the gods forgot it, sir. I escaped from that town. I assure you I’m telling the truth,” the man said.

It’s over.

Shen Ye sighed inwardly.

Even he could sense the human presence behind the sand dunes.

These few people, just to make money, actually lied in front of Valhalla.

Who knows what fate awaits them!

Shen Ye tugged on the reins, about to urge his horse forward, to pass these people—

But Valhalla had already spoken again:

“Then let’s go. Take us to the tent to rest.”

Shen Ye was stunned.

The few men, however, became joyful and quickly led the two down another path at the crossroads.

Not long after.

They arrived at a tent.

There were more than a dozen men here, each with weapons, their gazes like vultures, scanning Valhalla and Shen Ye up and down.

“Church Army and messenger…”

An old man frowned.

“Don’t welcome us?” Valhalla asked.

“As long as they’re guests, we welcome them all,” the man who led them in quickly replied.

Someone came to lead the horses away.

Someone opened the tent.

Inside the tent were ready-made soft couches, wine, and dry food.

“By the way, I wanted to ask, has that oasis town been abandoned?”

Valhalla asked again.

This time its target for speech was the old man.

The old man nodded, “Yes, a massive sandstorm—and seemingly some kind of monster. They devoured everything alive in the town.”

“How pitiful,” Valhalla sighed, and walked into the tent first.

Shen Ye followed him inside.

The two sat down and fell into silence.

“Sir, this water isn’t right,” Shen Ye said.

Shen Ye knew the water had been drugged just by sniffing it.

—The sedatives prepared by ordinary people could only deceive ordinary humans.

“Drink it, it’s fine.”

Valhalla said indifferently, reaching for a water skin and slowly sipping from it.

Shen Ye had no choice but to take a water skin as well, open the stopper, and take a sip.

Sweet and refreshing.

This water had actually transformed into spring water rich in geothermal energy!

Outside, a commotion suddenly erupted.

The alarmed cries of the crowd rose and fell.

“Baxter, they said that town was destroyed.”

Valhalla suddenly spoke.

“Yes, I heard,” Shen Ye said.

“Will you also lie to me one day?”

“Probably not, after all, I still want to live well.”

“Unfortunately…”

The earth suddenly shook violently.

A storm hit, directly blowing off the entire tent, exposing Shen Ye and Valhalla to the raging sandstorm.

“This is…” Shen Ye murmured.

A sandstorm.

And a massive one!

The sky-darkening sandstorm swept through the camp and towards the oasis town.

Everyone except Shen Ye was swept up by the sandstorm and flew towards the town.

“Lying to God, disrespecting God, saying that God doesn’t love humanity is blasphemy. To prevent them from committing such grave sins—”

“Let them witness the destruction of the town with their own eyes.”

Valhalla said indifferently.

“There might be many innocent people in the town.” Shen Ye wanted to say this.

But he didn’t speak.

—It was meaningless.

A sandstorm of this magnitude was already like a “sandstorm tsunami.”

Everyone there must have died.

And he had no power to stop it.

“Don’t you have compassion for the deaths of other humans? Aren’t you going to say something for them?”

Valhalla asked indifferently.

Shen Ye lowered his head, falling into silence.

If he spoke out against human deaths, would it not go against “God’s” decision?

This was “blasphemy.”

Valhalla could then kill him.

If he didn’t say anything for humanity, it would be “without compassion.”

It could still kill him.

In short, any answer would be wrong.

It was determined to kill him.

—From the moment it returned from hell, this outcome was destined.

Only after his death could it return to a state where “no living person knew it was ‘evil’.”

And—

He couldn’t beat it.

It was even an existence that “had never been weak” and “had never been defeated.”

Who could deal with it?

Shen Ye took a deep breath and said:

“In the eyes of us humans, commenting and speaking about things without clear investigation is the behavior of a keyboard warrior.”

“Keyboard warrior?” Valhalla asked.

“Arrogance,” Shen Ye said.

“You mean, one should not be arrogant.”

“Yes.”

“Things are clear, but you still haven’t seen the truth?” Valhalla asked.

“I will soon know the truth—after investigating the whole matter,” Shen Ye said.

“Humility… caution… tsk, you are very interesting, Baxter, but frankly, this is just procrastinating.” Valhalla said.

“I never procrastinate,” Shen Ye said.

“Then you investigate. I can even give you a hand.”

Valhalla gently waved its hand.

In an instant.

Hundreds of corpses lay before Shen Ye.

The town residents.

The raging sand had suffocated them to death.

Shen Ye sighed and walked to a corpse, asking:

“Who are you?”

Dark Whispers activated!

“Aruna,” the corpse spoke.

It was a little girl’s voice.

Shen Ye then realized that there were two corpses in front of him.

A mother holding a little girl, wanting to protect her at the last moment, but was completely engulfed by the mud and sand, dying together. “Do you revere the gods?” Shen Ye asked.

“I love the gods, because the gods gave us the blue sky, warm sunshine, clear spring water, and abundant food,” the little girl said.

Shen Ye turned to look at Valhalla.

Valhalla feigned ignorance.

The little girl made gurgling sounds in her throat, as if she wanted to say something.

But.

Without Shen Ye’s inquiry, her soul couldn’t even possess the body, let alone speak voluntarily.

“Is there anything you want to ask?”

Shen Ye asked softly.

“Why is God angry? That kind of sandstorm must be a miracle, right?” Aruna asked confusedly.

“I guess it shouldn’t be your fault—but I can’t guarantee my guess is correct,” Shen Ye said.

I’m guessing!

I cannot truly judge the intentions of the gods!

Humility!

Remain humble, and you cannot kill me!

Shen Ye stopped looking at Valhalla and continued to ask:

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“Am I dead?” the little girl asked confusedly.

Shen Ye suddenly stood up, opened a door, walked in, and closed the door.

Place of Exile!

Standing inside the door, he had just raised his hand when he heard Valhalla’s voice from behind:

“Are you trying to escape?”

—He was the “Almighty One.”

Even if he opened a door, he could still get in!

“No, I just don’t want to do anything disrespectful in front of you,” Shen Ye said.

His hand was on his zipper.

“I need to pee, would you mind averting your gaze?”

—No disrespect!

On the contrary, very polite.

In fact, this is my “territory”, and you came in without asking and saw me pee.

You can’t blame me, a mortal.

Can you?

Valhalla stared at him, and quietly said, “You are truly impressive, Baxter. I bet I will make good use of your soul after you go to hell.”

After saying that, it vanished.

Shen Ye pouted, completely unconcerned about its disappearance.

—”Almighty,” indeed!

Coming and going as it pleased was a minor matter!

The crucial issue now wasn’t that, but rather—

He was already struggling to suppress the urge to act.

Even if he couldn’t win.

He had to fight!

Shen Ye took a breath, trying his best to stay calm.

Think carefully.

From the moment he encountered this Demon Lord of the End, it had been sticking close to him, not allowing him any chance to escape its control.

But at this moment.

He had gained a moment of freedom for a quick pee.

Now, quickly think.

Think.

Is there any way to deal with this bastard?

Think quickly!

Time flew by.

A few breaths later.

Valhalla’s voice rang out:

“Come back when you’re done; don’t waste time.”

Shen Ye’s eyes darkened.

Couldn’t think of anything.

Just do it.

Anyway, there was no chance of survival in that dilemma.

Might as well have a good fight!

At this instant.

He made his decision, a slight smirk on his lips as he said:

“By the gods above, I swear I suddenly felt the urge to take a shit.”

“Don’t rush me, please.”

“Otherwise, it won’t sound good.”

The moment the words fell, a surging killing intent emerged from his spiritual perception, like a suffocating shadow, quickly spreading through Shen Ye’s heart.

Valhalla.

It was going to kill him.

—There was no way to hide any longer!

Shen Ye gripped the Youhuang Blade.

But this deadly danger suddenly reminded him of a not-so-distant past, and that memory flashed through his mind.

Shen Ye suddenly remembered something.

—No.

Was Valhalla truly “almighty”?

If it were “almighty,” how could it have a weakness?

Having a weakness proves that “almighty” is no longer “all”!

“Door.”

Shen Ye opened a door and walked in.

The next moment.

Valhalla silently appeared before him, standing with him in the new location.

“You really tried to run.”

Valhalla said.

It spoke with an air of knowing everything:

“The obstacle this door opened was ‘the distance to a past memory.’ You left the ‘God-Ghost Society,’ attempting to avoid me.”

“No, I just wanted to introduce you to a colleague,” Shen Ye said.

“Your colleague?” Valhalla asked, surprised.

Shen Ye said seriously:

“When I used to work, I had a very good senior who was good at making money. His biggest mistake in his career was losing contact information for many clients.”

“Since then.”

“I always reminded myself not to make that mistake.”

“In the end, I became a true gold-medal salesperson—but that’s not strictly important. What’s important is that I remember everyone in my phone.”

Shen Ye took out a phone and quickly scrolled through it.

He clicked on “Settings”, found “Wireless local area network”, and opened “Connected networks.”

—No internet!

This isn’t right!

Shen Ye whispered:

“Come quickly… gold is plentiful…”

He stared at his phone, but Valhalla was observing its surroundings.

—This was a battlefield!

As far as the eye could see, every location across the world was filled with immensely powerful and bizarre lifeforms!

To use such power against me?

Perhaps.

This was a meticulously planned ambush?

“Tsk tsk, Baxter, your sneaky tricks are plentiful, but unfortunately—”

“This is completely useless.”

“These guys won’t last long in front of me.”

Valhalla said slowly.

Shen Ye suddenly looked up at him, then lowered his head again, continuing to stare at the phone screen.

So that’s how it was.

“In a situation where all the monsters on the edge of the final battlefield attack,” you can’t be stopped for long.

But!

But!

The other’s sword just passed by, “grazing the edge”!

Were you stronger?

Or was that existence?

Shen Ye silently anticipated.

Just now—

The question that came to his mind was this:

When the Lords of the High Dimensions and the Lord of Doomsday fought their decisive battle—

Where were you, the so-called “Almighty” Valhalla?

Their battle tore through the entire main history, shattering spacetime into fragments.

At that time—

Did you, Valhalla, step forward?

Why didn’t you participate?

“Come quickly… hurry…”

Shen Ye murmured.

Suddenly.

A small line of text popped up on the phone screen:

“The network service you desire is rushing to you. If you are willing to pay a little more, this connection will take effect immediately.”

“I’ll pay more!” Shen Ye said without hesitation.

At the same time.

Valhalla also detected something amiss.

Among the surrounding monsters, one monster leader roared loudly:

“Engage the enemy—”

Engage the enemy?

Are there more masters?

Valhalla looked up towards the depths of the sky and immediately sensed something.

“What a fierce sword… is it your accomplice?”

It showed a look of surprise and uncertainty for the first time.

“Don’t mind him. This time, I just wanted you to say hello to your colleague and see if he had any ideas,” Shen Ye replied.

“My colleague… God is unique. How dare you speak of ‘colleagues’? Arrogance!”

Valhalla said with an air of certainty.

The other party was disrespectful.

—Those who are disrespectful can be killed!

Finally, I can deal with this boy and eliminate the hidden danger!

Valhalla raised its hand, preparing to unleash a spell to directly kill this cunning boy in front of it.

But Shen Ye feigned ignorance.

In the face of death, he simply raised his phone, showing Valhalla his phone screen.

This successfully sparked Valhalla’s curiosity.

The spell paused for a moment.

—Valhalla finally saw the Wi-Fi name on the screen:

“The Omniscient and Omnipotent Lord protects your network (10 grams of gold per second).”

The Omniscient and Omnipotent Lord.

—”Omniscient and Omnipotent” should be stronger than “Omnipotent,” right?

What will happen next?

Shen Ye didn’t know.

He just followed his usual method, activating “Passionate Comrade” again, and began to borrow sword techniques from Xiao Mengyu.

The world darkened.

The sword rain was coming.

(End of this chapter)