Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 696

“Should I start building District D? You have unlimited resources now.”

“…No.”

“No? I heard that right, didn’t I?”

Shen Ye looked at the pull tab on the table, thought for a moment, and said again:

“We cannot build District D now.”

“—We just patched up the hole, and we still have plenty of resources to continue building District D. What do you think those monsters will think?”

“That’s true. So what’s your plan?” Mother Mary asked.

“I want to know your strength level first, then make a plan.”

Shen Ye said. The frescoes on the wall continuously expanded and contracted, showcasing the palace’s internal splendor.

Mary sat on the high throne, her face serene, as if speaking with an old friend.

Such an existence.

If one didn’t know her exact strength, how could they manage the entire situation and decide on new countermeasures?

Hearing Shen Ye’s words, Mary smiled faintly:

“You are cautious indeed—alright, I am also an S-class, but I extremely dislike fighting.”

“I can bestow infinite wealth upon the Holy Son, and I can also make the ‘Holy Palace Frescoes’ completely hidden and submerged, undetected by beings of the same level.”

“Of course, I have some other abilities too, but they are all unrelated to combat.”

“I see.” Shen Ye said.

—Whether it’s God or the Virgin Mary, they all seem to dislike personally entering battle.

It doesn’t matter.

Her auxiliary power was already strong enough!

“What is your plan now?” Mary asked.

At this moment, a fierce sound of spellcasting echoed from afar, shaking the entire District D.

Shen Ye and Mary looked at each other.

—District C is in a fight!

“Now is not the time to make any decisions. I want to wait and see.”

Shen Ye said. He sat there motionlessly, as if waiting for something.

“Are you waiting for the Door abilities to finish merging?”

Mary asked.

“Yes, I need to be in my strongest state to fight them.” Shen Ye said.

Mary raised a hand and pointed. Two long patterns flew out from the fresco, circling Shen Ye once, emitting flickering micro-lights.

“The Door ability merge is very slow; it will take at least a few more hours,” Mary said. “I can allow you to temporarily still use your inherent Door abilities.”

Shen Ye fell into thought.

Still several hours to wait.

If he truly waited that long, District C would certainly fall into the hands of monsters. All would be lost.

He stood up and said with a smile, “No more waiting, let’s get to work.”

“How?” Mary asked.

“If they dare covet my territory, then I’ll eliminate them.” Shen Ye said.

“…They are all S-class, you know.” Mary said.

“The Slaughter Squad has 4—no, now 5 S-class beings. If we don’t carry out reasonable slaughter, it will arouse their suspicion.” Shen Ye said.

He sighed with emotion, saying, “They all have to die.”

“But how to kill them?” Mary asked with a frown.

“Indeed, that’s a problem.” Shen Ye said.

He casually summoned a door, stepped through it, and arrived at another inner cabin.

Here was a person whose form was constantly shifting.

—The Soul Sphere.

“Hi, Soul Sphere.” Shen Ye greeted enthusiastically.

As he spoke, intricate patterns subtly appeared on the walls, forming a throne.

Mary sat on the throne, quietly observing the situation.

Indeed. She might not be good at combat, but she was an S-class existence after all.

—The Soul Sphere seemed not to see her.

“Shen Ye… that you can trap me here, you are indeed a good subordinate. Your team leader has good judgment.”

The Soul Sphere said in a deep voice.

Shen Ye smiled, spreading his hands, “Join our Slaughter Squad. Our leader thinks highly of you.”

The Soul Sphere stared at him, then spoke after a long moment:

“Are you out of your mind?”

“I’m just emphasizing the current situation—while you’re trapped here, everyone seems very interested in District C.” Shen Ye said politely.

The Soul Sphere suddenly vanished from its spot.

Boom—

The entire room shook several times.

Its two hands pressed against the blade of the Netherglow Blade, pushing Shen Ye against the wall, holding him firmly in place.

Infinite power emanated from it.

“I’ll kill you right now!”

The Soul Sphere roared.

“In that case,” Shen Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood, still smiling, “you’ll never get out.”

“You will entropy here, with nothing left of your soul or body.” The Soul Sphere said.

“Compared to S-class beings like you, I am just an ant. My life or death won’t affect the combat power of our Slaughter Squad.” Shen Ye immediately said.

The Soul Sphere was stunned.

That’s right. What impact would the death of an A-class being have on the Slaughter Squad?

This was like a game of chess. The Slaughter Squad played an A-class human, while it personally entered the fray, exchanging itself for him.

District C would be lost. It would also be trapped here forever.

—Could it really make such a deal?

The Soul Sphere released its hands, stepped back a few paces, suppressed its killing intent, and growled in a low voice:

“Don’t even think about me joining you.”

“Then let’s change the conditions, cough cough—” Shen Ye rubbed his arms, still speaking, “The monsters trapped with you are in the two rooms next to yours.”

“Kill one of them, and I’ll free you.”

“You want us to kill each other?” The Soul Sphere sneered.

“As if your feelings are so genuine—in the face of life, death, and interests, are you truly willing to sacrifice yourself?” Shen Ye asked.

His face still held that somewhat naive smile, yet his words were like blades:

“If you’re unwilling, that’s fine.”

“We’ll reach an agreement with the other two trapped individuals—”

“As long as they kill you, we’ll let them out all the same.”

“You have 5 seconds to decide.”

“5,”

“4,”

“3,”

“2—”

“Why should I believe you!” The Soul Sphere roared.

Shen Ye said nothing, merely producing a contract.

Everything in the contract was airtight, stipulating that the Soul Sphere could leave as long as it killed one of its companions.

Shen Ye had already signed it.

—As long as the Soul Sphere signed its true name, the contract would be established!

Shen Ye continued to rub his almost broken arms—this monster was indeed S-class; simply one attack’s power nearly fractured his arms.

“You decide for yourself.” He placed his hand on the wall.

A door immediately appeared.

“If you go to kill, sign the contract, and I’ll give you ten minutes.”

“No waiting beyond that.”

Shen Ye finished speaking, then sat on the sofa, took out a can of soda water, and slowly began to drink it.

Waiting.

In the silence, he quietly waited for the Soul Sphere to make its choice.

“This contract needs some more binding terms.”

The Soul Sphere said.

“Alright.” Shen Ye said.

Many clauses binding both parties were added to the contract.

“If one party breaches the contract, they must pay with their life.” The Soul Sphere probed again.

“You write it, I’ll sign it.” Shen Ye said readily.

Another crimson clause was added to the contract—

This concerned the lives and deaths of both parties, so it was highlighted in red.

In the stillness, the Soul Sphere looked at the contract again and again, finally finding no flaws. Killing a leader from another district was nothing.

As long as it could regain its freedom—

Nothing else mattered!

The Soul Sphere signed its true name.

Shen Ye signed as well.

The contract was established!

“I’ll go kill it.” The Soul Sphere said.

“Please do.” Shen Ye said without looking back.

The Soul Sphere walked to the door, then stopped, turning back to glare intensely at Shen Ye.

“Since the contract is signed, I have one last thing to tell you.”

“Please speak.” Shen Ye said.

“That guy is no match for me. Once I regain my freedom—”

“I’m going to torment you, Shen Ye.”

“I’m going to make you experience every pain imaginable, for at least seven days and seven nights, and only then will I let you entropy.”

The Soul Sphere said in an extremely calm tone.

Shen Ye raised the soda water, made a distant toast, and smiled:

“I don’t really care, as long as our Slaughter Squad achieves its objective.”

The Soul Sphere looked at his expression, then suddenly said, “You are quite loyal to your team; I cannot deny that.”

“But your fate will not change.”

It finished speaking, turned around, and pushed open the door, leaving.

The room returned to quiet.

Mary sat on the throne, resting her chin on her hand, saying with some concern:

“The contract’s terms are too strict. Once it kills another monster, it will likely escape immediately.”

“Indeed.” Shen Ye said.

“You’re not anxious? Or rather, why are you doing this?” Mary asked.

“Because they all have to die, you see.”

Shen Ye said in an extremely natural tone, as if talking about some trivial matter.

Because Mary was still confused, he further explained:

“My other two clones have signed the same contract with the two monsters next door.”

Mary praised:

“A good strategy, even without personally taking action, but there’s still one problem.”

“Please enlighten me.” Shen Ye said.

“In that case, they still have a chance to escape. To ensure no monsters get out, you must prepare for battle.” Mary said.

Shen Ye listened, still leaning on the sofa, slowly drinking his soda water.

From his demeanor, he did not seem to plan on taking action.

“Your Holiness, I told you, these monsters ganging up on me in District D is disrespectful to our Slaughter Squad.”

“—Every monster that has been here, I will eliminate.”

Shen Ye said.

“Let’s eliminate these few first,” Mary said.

“No—they cannot die just yet,” Shen Ye said.

“I’m a little confused. You clearly signed a contract, making them fight each other—”

Mary’s words trailed off.

Because Shen Ye had made his move.

Shen Ye, sensing something, suddenly put down his soda water and pressed his hand into the void.

“Door.”

He uttered a low cry.

Instantly.

A door of light quietly appeared in the room.

Following it was a burly and ferocious figure.

This was a monster with three heads and barbs all over its body.

—It was one of the two monsters that had come with the Soul Sphere, intending to cause trouble for Shen Ye and scrounge for resources from the Slaughter Squad.

It landed in the room, still in shock, and looked up at Shen Ye.

“You almost died.”

Shen Ye said lightly.

The monster’s expression was somewhat complex; its three heads spoke separately:

“Yes, the Soul Sphere’s strength is greater than mine…”

“Thanks to your protection, at least you saved my life in the most dangerous moment.”

“Can you save me again?”

“Of course, please fight with confidence,” Shen Ye smiled. “We’ve persuaded your other companion, who will work with you against the Soul Sphere.”

“If we win?” The monster’s three heads looked at Shen Ye simultaneously.

“According to the contract, we’ll let you out, and our Slaughter Squad will give you full support to help you take down District C.” Shen Ye solemnly promised.

“It’s a deal.” The monster took a deep breath, passed through the door, and disappeared.

This time.

It would now team up with its companion to deal with the Soul Sphere.

Mary watched from the side, and only then did she say:

“You made it fight, yet you saved it… I don’t understand what good this does.”

“It’s like this, I’ve actually found that monsters are very wary of outsiders and have very low tolerance—you saw how they targeted me.” Shen Ye said.

“Yes, indeed.” Mary agreed.

“So—”

Shen Ye’s figure blurred.

The next instant.

He transformed into that monster!

In the void, lines of faint glowing text flickered rapidly:

“You used ‘Place of Exile’.”

“You sensed the monster was in a life-or-death situation, guided it into the Place of Exile. When it leaves, you gained a door to its location and the corresponding ‘Transformation Card’.”

“You used a Transformation Card.”

Shen Ye stretched his limbs, then tried to observe his surroundings with three heads.

“You acquired its identity?”

Mary asked in surprise.

“Yes,” Shen Ye silently absorbed the monster’s memories and continued, “I need more information, and I need to know the monsters’ skills and characteristics, so I decided to let them fight it out.”

He suddenly changed back to his original form and uttered a low cry:

“Door.”

The light door reappeared.

The Soul Sphere rushed out of the door.

“You saved me?”

It gasped, asking incredulously.

“Yes, please fight with confidence. Once you are in danger, I will rescue you.”

Shen Ye smiled.

The Soul Sphere looked him up and down a few times, wiped the blood from its forehead, and with a complex expression, went through the door and left.

Shen Ye immediately gained another identity card.

“True Demon Soul Sphere.”

“Identity Card.”

“Description: When you use this card, you gain all the knowledge, experience, and identity of the ‘True Demon Soul Sphere,’ and can exist in the world as it.”

Shen Ye casually glanced at it, put the card away, and said:

“District C is temporarily ours now.”

“What about these monsters?” Mary asked.

“When they’re severely injured, I’ll bring them back, and I’ll deal with them myself—they all have to die, Your Holiness.”

Shen Ye whispered.

At this moment.

He began to stretch his limbs, attempting to release his other two clones.

—The battle in that room was reaching its climax, and monsters could be on the verge of death at any moment.

Shen Ye needed to be ready for the final blow.

This was to avoid activating the “contract” and letting any of the monsters escape.

After all—

He had already decided.

These guys all had to die.

Mary watched him warm up, remained silent for a few moments, then suddenly sighed:

“God once told me to endure humiliation no matter what, to persevere until I finally found you.”

“I used to think he had been driven mad by the Age of Entropy.”

“But now, it seems he was right.”