Myriad Realms Gatekeeper-Chapter 944 - 451: The Will of the Ultimate Creation! _3

Chapter 944 -451: The Will of the Ultimate Creation! _3

It swam up to the two, using telepathy, spoke:

“This truly is a scene one might only encounter once in ten thousand years.”

“Indeed.” Shen Ye remarked.

The two exchanged glances, smiles emerging on their faces.

Suddenly, Shen Ye drew his Night Rain Blade, fiercely clashing with the stabbing sword thrust by White Night Spirit.

“Bastard!”

“Little shit!”

They roared angrily as they desperately attacked each other.

At this moment, they both had Normal attributes, suppressed, unable to release Techniques, even entries having no effect.

Moves could not unleash their power either.

The two fought hideously, and soon grew breathless. freewēbnoveℓ.com

The Professional beside them was dumbfounded.

Not to mention—

Everyone here is a master with a reputation.

Your fighting looks so pathetic, and you’re cursing incessantly, aren’t you afraid of social suicide?

After thinking it over, he couldn’t help but advise:

“Hey, nobody wants things to happen this way, why take your anger out on strangers?”

Shen Ye and White Night Spirit King fought one round and both took a step back, pointing their blade and sword at each other, angrily exclaimed in unison:

“He caused this mess!”

“Hey, no matter what, wait until that’s over before you fight.” The man advised again.

Before he finished speaking.

An earth-shaking scream came from afar.

The three involuntarily looked over.

They saw that big shot on the ground, convulsing uncontrollably, emitting a horrific wail.

At this, White Night Spirit King also ceased fighting Shen Ye.

It stepped back a few paces, exclaiming in shock:

“No way, even it failed?”

Shen Ye gasped for breath, also seeing no point in continuing the attack.

After all, he simply didn’t have enough power to kill the White Night Spirit King now.

He too looked towards the distant Deep Sea—

All he saw was the unresponsive big shot, the power fluctuation around it slowly vanishing, eventually appearing on the massive ship that impaled it.

“Hey, if the big shot fails, what would happen?”

Shen Ye asked.

White Night Spirit King shot him a “scornful” glance, then continued to focus intently on the scene in the distance.

The Professional beside spoke up:

“Twenty-one Ultimate Creations, each embodies exceedingly powerful Truth, capable of suppressing all other existences.”

“Usually, to win their trust requires ages, or one must originate from their nurturing, perhaps even having rescued them, consistently increasing mutual Resonance, and seizing some scarce opportunities, only then can one establish a ‘Gate Guardian’ relation with them.”

“To forcefully control them is very difficult unless they are still in their juvenile stage.”

“Or unless the controlling entity is tremendously powerful, capable of disregarding their will.”

“The one you see now appears to be about to fail—”

“Should it fail, it would in turn be conquered by the Ultimate Creation, becoming a puppet of the Ultimate Creation!”

“At that time…”

Before the sentence ended.

The giant ship absorbed the intense light from the big shot, releasing this light across the entire Sea of Truth.

“This is—”

“What the—”

“Damn!”

The trio was hit by the light, and before they could finish their sentence, they disappeared from the spot.

…

Cabin.

At the very bottom of the giant ship.

In a room.

Since the entire ship had stood upright, so did the room, with the door at the ceiling and the floor becoming a wall, while the wall turned into the floor.

Shen Ye silently appeared.

Alongside him were the White Night Spirit King and that unfamiliar Professional.

Just as the three steadied themselves, a grand will descended into the room, emanating a cold, merciless voice:

“You’ve awakened me after countless ages, even forcibly initiating the Truth Bonding Ceremony.”

“Then come, aspirants.”

“If you seek to conquer the Great Ultimate Creation and earn its fealty, then show your true strength and climb to higher floors.”

“If you are but lost wanderers, then remain here.”

“This layer is the only safe place.”

“Later you will be sent away.”

“—All suppressions are temporarily lifted, you have five minutes to make a choice.”

“Start!”

Suppressive forces lifted!

In a flash of lightning, Shen Ye quickly shed off his coat.

“Ah, what a delightful day!”

A loud voice sang out in the void.

Change of outfit BGM!

Not only that, but the War Dance Songstress’ blessings also came forth, elevating the BGM to the Truth Eighth Rank!

In this BGM, that stabbing sword momentarily seized up.

White Night Spirit King gripped the stabbing sword, face contorted, wishing he could kill Shen Ye instantly.

What a pity—

The BGM of the Truth Eighth Layer is as strong as its strength.

Its sword was only one centimeter away from Shen Ye’s heart, but it couldn’t stab in no matter what!

Shen Ye completely ignored the thrusting sword, instead casually put on his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and clapped to the beat, singing:

“Five minutes, you only have five minutes, either stay to kill me, or go and pledge loyalty to the Ultimate Creation.”

“Aha, dear friend, you only have five minutes.”

Five minutes!

That’s indeed the only amount of time to make a decision!

The White Night Spirit King clenched his teeth, withdrew the stabbing sword, and said coldly:

“I’ve communicated with this Ultimate Creation for countless ages, and I’ve long known all about it.”

“No one has invested more heart and effort than I have.”

“—Wait till I subdue it, then I’ll come back and torture you properly!”

Having said that, he leaped into the air and went out the door.

Shen Ye, however, stayed where he was, starting to take off his shoes.

While changing his outfit, he looked toward the professional next to him.

The professional, however, showed a smile and spoke:

“Don’t listen to that guy bragging.”

“If it took him countless ages and he still hasn’t won the approval of the Ultimate Creation, it just proves the Ultimate Creation doesn’t like him.”

Shen Ye nodded in understanding and sang:

“—Spare tire, oh spare tire, he’s just a spare tire.”

The two exchanged a look and burst into laughter together.

“You’re really amusing, buddy—”

“Do you want to try your luck together?”

“No,” Shen Ye sang, polishing his shoes, “I’m staying right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

It’s too dangerous.

Even ‘dangerous’ is not enough to describe this event.

This extremely powerful Ultimate Creation subdued a major player of Truth Rank 17, turning him into a puppet.

It refers to everyone as “Coveters.”

In its understanding, this event was “awoken by you and even forcibly initiated a truth pact ceremony.”

Let alone an Ultimate Creation.

If a person was sleeping soundly and was suddenly awakened, then pointed at and told “be my slave,” they’d snap and go mad on the spot.

How much more so for a being of this level?

But it is also lucid.

To avoid accidental harm, it even let those who strayed into this place stay at the very bottom waiting for everything to end.

At this moment, for oneself and the whole multi-layered universe, the most important thing is to strive to increase one’s strength, instead of provoking existence on such a level.

Seeing that he was determined to stay, the professional said:

“Alright then, I’ll go try my luck—if I become the master of the Ultimate Creation, becoming the legendary Gatekeeper, I’ll cover you when I come back!”

“Alright, thanks, brother.” Shen Ye gave a thumbs up.

The professional nodded at him, leaped up, and flew up, disappearing through the door.

One breath.

Two breaths.

A head dropped from outside the door.

The head landed next to Shen Ye with a “thud,” eyes wide open, exhibiting a look of reluctance to die.

—It was the professional just now!

The BGM was deafening, the sound waves strong and shaking.

Shen Ye looked at the head, put on a new coat, and looked up.

Above.

A grim and twisted face peeked out from outside the door.

It hadn’t left!

—It had been waiting outside the door all along, just waiting for Shen Ye to interrupt the BGM!

The two looked at each other silently.

“You want to kill me.” Shen Ye smiled.

“You ruined my plans of many ages, I wish I could slay you ten thousand times.” The White Night Spirit King said indifferently.

With a smile, Shen Ye continued to sing:

“Two minutes, you have left two minutes, either stay to kill me, or go and pledge loyalty to the Ultimate Creation.”

“Aha, dear friend, you have only two minutes.”

The White Night Spirit King’s eyes were icy, staring intensely at him.

He continued to sing and dance and change his clothes.

A minute passed.

Only the last minute remains.

“I will come back and kill you.”

With these words, the White Night Spirit King’s head retracted back, disappearing behind the door.

One minute quickly passed.

Time’s up.

That voice suddenly resounded next to Shen Ye’s ear.

But this time, its tone had a bit more warmth:

“Those who stayed on the bottom level, you involuntarily got involved in this event, you are innocents, and I will not trouble the innocents.”

Since those who stayed at the bottom level are the innocents, then what about the people who climbed through the floors?

But Shen Ye couldn’t concern himself with that much.

All he knew at this moment was that he was safe.