Gates of the Myriad Realms Chapter 699

“Father.”

“What is it?”

“They just chose you to meet me. You should know why, right?”

“I know. They want me dead.”

“Too bad they don’t know you’re my father.”

“Yes.”

“But Father—what does ‘Father’ mean?”

Shen Ye’s heartbeat had always been steady, and his expression hadn’t changed at all.

It wasn’t until the other party asked this crucial question that his heartbeat finally began to accelerate uncontrollably.

This was the moment that would define their relationship.

If there was a problem, he would surely die.

Death meant entropy, an end, nothing left.

Shen Ye said, “I am your guardian, your guide, your educator. It is because of me that you were born.”

“Is that so?” the Dwarf and the immense black shadow behind it asked in unison.

“In this Era of Entropy, I investigated the problems of the epoch, guarding your ferry until the moment you appear in the future,” Shen Ye said.

The other party came from the future with unprecedented malice, aiming to eradicate everything here!

If he was doing this very thing, his interests and will would align with theirs.

This was the greatest protection!

—And also proof of his “father” status!

“…I see.”

The Dwarf pondered silently.

The entire ship might be its, or it might not be.

But, the life standing before it must be from the future.

He was the “Father.”

He had already taken a step ahead and was doing what it wanted to do.

And—

When he spoke, it couldn’t help but acknowledge this.

Then he must be the “Father.”

The Dwarf remained silent for a few breaths, then suddenly began to chant:

“Nyarlathotep, K’ss’ar, Zylos, Hai Liao, Silvanus…”

It chanted a long string of names, over forty of them, until it finished them all.

It paused for a breath, a deep恶意 appeared on its face, and it grinned:

“None of you are in the future.”

As its voice fell, all the strong individuals on the ship let out agonizing wails.

The colossal black shadow behind the Dwarf slowly stirred.

The boundless black shadow crouched down, surging into the entire ship like a tide.

In an instant, all the black shadows retracted, once again standing tall behind the Dwarf.

The endless screams ceased abruptly.

Dead silence.

In the dead silence—

“Father, I cannot stay here long, so I have left you a gift.”

The Dwarf said.

On the deck beside it—

All the monster bodies were mashed together, forming a “mountain” of blood-red jelly.

The monsters’ heads were arranged neatly on the “mountain of flesh,” like gifts on a Christmas tree, impaled on bones.

“Father, they must be held accountable for their malice.”

The Dwarf said in a tone of presenting a treasure.

Shen Ye looked up and saw a special fluctuation covering the mountain of flesh.

This fluctuation was a kind of technique he couldn’t understand.

This technique kept all the monsters with one last breath.

—Even if their bodies were split and mashed into pulp, their remaining heads still retained a wisp of consciousness.

This way, they would not be disintegrated by entropy.

“Very fresh food, left for you.”

The Dwarf said.

“Why are you leaving?” Shen Ye wanted to ask, but held back.

All the S-class monsters were dead.

He, an A-class human, was still alive for now.

In the presence of this unfathomably powerful future existence, every word he uttered could change the situation.

Shen Ye ultimately said nothing more, but instead looked at the mountain of flesh with joy, nodding at the Dwarf.

Seeing him happy, the Dwarf also rejoiced.

“Father, is this ship really mine?”

It asked.

“Won’t you contend with me? Actually, I’m very grateful for you, Father,” the Dwarf added.

Shen Ye’s heart stirred.

As the “Father,” he could actually contend for something.

Even for information about the future.

He could also—

Suddenly, a faint female voice appeared in Shen Ye’s mind:

“The Lord says, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.'”

Holy Mother Maria!

What is she reminding me of?

Shen Ye felt all the hairs on his body stand up.

No.

That massive black shadow, having arrived in the Era of Entropy from the future, harbored an inherent malice to destroy everything.

What was a father compared to that?

Why did he have to lead the entire thing?

Was he that powerful?

No…

“Human weakness”—

Weakness represented a retreat, represented more space.

—The strategy for survival was not to dominate in front of the strong, but to retreat when appropriate.

Holy Mother Maria!

Shen Ye felt grateful, and suddenly discarded all the words and strategies he had just thought of.

—Don’t try to be clever.

Don’t think you can accomplish something amazing.

The most pragmatic choice right now was—

“Everything of the father will be passed on to the son, so I will never contend with you.”

Shen Ye said.

“Why is that?” the Dwarf asked, bewildered.

“Since infinite epochs, the law of father and son has been so natural and majestic, eternally upholding this most basic law of inheritance,” Shen Ye said.

The Dwarf looked into the depths of the ship.

After a moment, it seemed to gain some information and said with understanding, “So everything you have is mine.”

Two black shadows quietly emerged behind Shen Ye, merged into the void, and disappeared.

“Then—you guard it for me. I will come to see you and this ship again next time,” the Dwarf said.

“Good, leave it to me, no problem,” Shen Ye said.

Neither of them mentioned a single word about the black shadows behind Shen Ye.

The Dwarf turned and walked towards the bow.

The colossal, boundless black shadow rose from behind it, retreating into the endless darkness.

—It left.

As the massive consciousness from the future departed, all the flesh and blood of the Dwarf also receded, shrinking back into the cross.

The cross returned to its original state, falling onto the deck with a “clunk.”

Everything was over.

Shen Ye waited for a few more breaths before finally exhaling.

A cold wind blew.

He was drenched in sweat.

“Damn it…”

Shen Ye took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead, face, and neck, glancing at the cross.

This cross was a medium.

Destroy it.

No.

Not yet.

—Who knew what other tricks the other party had up its sleeve?

If he showed hostility at their parting, it might ruin the situation he had worked so hard to create.

Shen Ye suppressed the urge to destroy the cross, walked over, picked it up, and said warmly, “Child, I await our next meeting.”

The cross remained silent.

Shen Ye then said, “Father will place this cross on the deck. When you come, use it.”

A voice suddenly emanated from within the cross, the Dwarf’s:

“No need, Father.”

Shen Ye’s heart slowly sank to the bottom.

—It left a wisp of consciousness in this cross?

No.

This seemed to be a technique, not consciousness.

“My son, you haven’t left?”

Shen Ye asked.

“In fact, I have already left,” the cross responded again, “What remains is a technique that will transform this ship according to my will.”

“—Just now I sensed something unclean on the ship.”

“What is it?” Shen Ye asked.

The cross said, “For example, the origin of this creation I borrowed, and the power that suddenly appeared and then vanished… I know that thing is hiding.”

Shen Ye’s heart suddenly lurched.

Creation.

Cross.

It was given to him by Holy Mother Maria.

The sudden appearance just now—

It was her!

She reminded him!

Just as Shen Ye was about to say something, he saw the cross fall to the ground, spin a few times, and then suddenly transform into a mass of flesh and blood, rapidly spreading in all directions.

The entire deck became a crimson, writhing mass of flesh!

“I can find it!” the cross’s voice echoed in the void.

Shen Ye stood still.

But at the same moment.

Zone D.

In a certain inner cabin.

Young Shen Ye quietly appeared and looked at the wall.

Holy white light lines vanished, transforming into solemn and majestic lines, outlining Holy Mother Maria along with her palace and white mountains, appearing before him like a magnificent fresco.

“It found you.”

Shen Ye said.

“Yes,” Maria smiled faintly, “This is an unavoidable situation. Let me undergo entropy disintegration here.”

“—This way, your identity as its ‘father’ will be unshakable.”

“It will no longer be able to trace your origin.”

“What kind of joke is that?” Young Shen Ye said in a deep voice, “My son is going to kill my godmother, and I’m just going to stand by and watch?”

He pressed his hand against the wall, closed his eyes, and waited silently.

Maria’s smile vanished, and she said solemnly, “Don’t act on impulse.”

“If you fight against its technique here, it will surely grow suspicious of you.”

“The next time it comes, you will surely die.”

Shen Ye remained unmoved.

Maria’s voice was calm as she continued, “You are the only one on board. The entire human race rests on your shoulders. You must remember your responsibility.”

Shen Ye still said nothing.

At this moment, a surging tide of flesh and blood spread to Zone D!

“Lights—!”

Young Shen Ye roared.

Zone D’s lighting system upgraded to MAX level.

Following Shen Ye’s will, blinding white light instantly covered the entire small square, and even every inner cabin.

A line of faint words quietly appeared:

“The enemy will lose sight for 5 seconds.”

5 seconds!

A door suddenly appeared behind Shen Ye.

The Door of the Spirit Vein!

“Come—”

“Any entity whose power surpasses God’s, help me cut off this wall.”

Shen Ye pressed his hand against the door and spoke.

1 second!

The door opened.

“You have summoned an ancient existence, causing it to pass through the Door of the Spirit Vein and descend upon you.”

Shen Ye’s entire demeanor had changed slightly.

The corners of his mouth tilted up slightly, and he said in a pleasant tone, “That money-grubbing fellow, I’ve long wanted to dismantle his Garden of Eden.”

The long blade emitted a snowy gleam, and with a few swift slashes, it cut down the entire wall, which was then held gently by two fingers at one corner, as his other hand slowly returned the blade to its sheath.

—It looked incredibly dashing and elegant.

“Done—2 seconds left.” “Shen Ye” said.

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“Thank you,” Shen Ye said.

The descender turned into a phantom, retreated through the door, and returned to the old days.

Shen Ye casually activated “Meeting beneath the Qiongtai Moon.”

The wall, along with the mural on it, was placed into his Dharmakaya.

In one smooth motion.

Time was up!

Young Shen Ye turned and walked towards the Door of the Spirit Vein, glancing back at the room.

—The adjacent room had been opened up.

At the junction of the two rooms stood a screen, and incense was lit, with a table on which an ice bucket was placed.

There was wine in the bucket.

The layout of the two rooms had also changed slightly.

Now, at first glance, it looked like a suite, and you couldn’t tell that it was originally two separate rooms!

On the screen was a poem:

“Life has many diverging paths in the north and south, you go to Xiang River, I go to Qin.”

And there was another line:

“There is no screen here.”

Young Shen Ye finished reading, closed the door, and disappeared with the door.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Boom—

The door was kicked open.

Countless flesh and blood surged in, instantly filling everything in the room.

—But there was no one left here.

On the other side.

Deck.

Young Shen Ye’s eyes lit up.

Useful!

The fused and evolved door was even more powerful!

The ship created by God, which many S-class powerhouses couldn’t damage an inch.

But!

The being he summoned could effortlessly cut down the wall!

What immense power was that!

Shen Ye looked into the void and read the battle description from beginning to end:

“You activated the second ability of the ‘Door of the Spirit Vein,’ summoning an ancient existence to descend upon you.”

“A strong individual who wishes to remain anonymous responded to your call.”

“He said he’s very popular in Purgatory, and if he were to debut as a star in the future, please call him ‘The Artist’.”

“He completed this battle.”

“Please wait.”

“—All the flesh and blood barriers ignored the screen and failed to detect its presence.”

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Another line of faint text popped up:

“The flesh and blood barrier destroyed the screen, and only then discovered it.”

All the tiny words flashed and vanished.

Shen Ye thought for a moment and then understood.

That “Artist” had used this visit to have a confrontation with the future existence through the screen.

The ultimate result was—

His screen went undetected, but it was destroyed.

This information might be extremely useful to him, allowing him to gauge the strength difference between himself and the future existence.

Shen Ye thought silently.

Suddenly, those masses of flesh and blood began to speak:

“As the ‘father,’ you have a duty to inspect the entire ship, don’t you?”

—There was a hint of anxiety in that voice.

Shen Ye’s eyes flickered, and he said, “Alright, I’ll start inspecting right away.”

He walked down the stairs from the deck, heading towards Zone C.

Technique.

It had life, self-awareness, and could communicate with people.

This was already nothing new.

The future entity wasn’t here, and this flesh-and-blood technique was the ship’s monitor.

But at this moment, all the flesh and blood had surged into Zone D.

Zone C, on the other hand, was quite normal.

So—

As long as he didn’t expose himself, he could temporarily ensure his safety.

Shen Ye walked along the corridor, stopping in front of the rooms in Zone C.

He surveyed all the rooms, walked over, pushed open each door, and carefully examined the situation inside.

—He was safe.

Holy Mother Maria had also been rescued and wouldn’t be captured by the other party.

So what to do now?

A thought suddenly flashed in Shen Ye’s mind.

According to God, it was a former acquaintance of his who suggested integrating the Truth Phone into the door’s evolution.

The door’s evolution was very successful.

So—

Who was that person?

Shen Ye stood in a room, pretending to observe his surroundings, then suddenly pushed open the bathroom door.

“Door.”

He muttered in his mind.

The Door of the Spirit Vein, attached to the bathroom door, opened with it.

“Summon—”

“The one who suggested the fusion of the door and the Truth Phone to me.”

In the next moment, an entity descended upon Shen Ye.

“It’s you?”

Shen Ye said in surprise.

“That’s right, it’s me.”

A female voice echoed in his mind.

As if knowing what he was wondering, the female voice continued:

“Everything from the past, after undergoing entropy, has lost its meaning.”

“Now, only those with supreme insight and awareness can possibly comprehend everything about the future.”

“God recognized my abilities.”

“—That’s why my suggestion was passed on.”

“By the way, I’m super powerful now.”

Shen Ye listened in silence, recalling the other party’s past, and couldn’t help but nod:

“Welcome to this battle.”

Before him, a line of faint words had already appeared:

“Song Yinchen has descended upon you.”