Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Shen Ye took out his phone and pressed the record button:

"Alright, now chant your spell, and I'll play it for the undead to hear."

The large skeleton stiffened, begrudgingly saying, "We usually sing these on the spot. Do you really have to use such an uninspired method?"

Shen Ye retorted, "Buddy, I know you're angry, but let me tell you, you're now reduced to just a head, completely incapable of intervening in their fight. If you really join in, you'll just get killed—the recording is the safest method. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Those were the words the large skeleton had said earlier, now thrown back at him.

"...Fine then."

The large skeleton said sulkily.

To regain my strength, wouldn't I tolerate even this?

Shen Ye placed the phone next to the ring.

The large skeleton dutifully recited the incantation.

Beep!

The recording ended.

Shen Ye took a deep breath and allocated all his Attribute Points into Agility.

— Agility reached 10.1.

He suddenly pushed open the door, walked out, stood in the long corridor, raised the microphone towards the phone, and began playing the recorded spell immediately.

At the same time, he canceled "Whispers of the Dark."

All the corpses stopped singing.

The entire hotel quieted down, and only the sound of tight weapon clashes could be heard coming from the first floor.

The next instant.

The undead incantation began echoing throughout the hotel:

"Oh, Abyssal Shadows lurking at the bottom of the Netherworld, may the willpower of our Skeleton Spirits transform into the altar city, aiding you to cross the barrier between life and death, at this grand banquet of souls, where we assimilate into the endless Skeleton Throne, invoking the mercy of the supreme beings."

"— Mother of Dark Skeletons, King of Ghouls, Underworld Lord Miket Tikaxiwa."

"Please bestow upon me your majesty to spread among all living creatures!"

The incantation ended.

Shen Ye held up the microphone and shouted, "My friends, I just played a segment of lines. Do you know what it is? Please tell me!"

— Whispers of the Dark activated!

Tens of thousands of corpses began chanting in unison:

"Oh, Abyssal Shadows lurking at the bottom of the Netherworld..."

This was the recitation of the deceased, different from the recording on the phone.

Just as the first line finished resonating among the undead, Shen Ye suddenly noticed wisps and strands of pale flames rising from the floor.

"Soulfire has risen!" the large skeleton exclaimed excitedly.

"We have to wait until the chanting is complete, right?" Shen Ye asked.

"Right—this is just the first step, but a crucial one!" the large skeleton replied.

"Okay," Shen Ye responded.

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At that moment, tens of thousands of undead had already chanted the second line:

"...may the willpower of our Skeleton Spirits transform into altar city..."

The pale flames spread rapidly from the floor, covering the entire corridor, dispersing in all directions.

The whole hotel seemed to turn into a giant pale torch.

Shen Ye immediately ran towards the top floor.

With such an extraordinary phenomenon, the enemy would certainly think he was hiding somewhere, preparing to launch a surprise attack.

They might even risk everything to come kill him!

— He must buy time!

The tens of thousands of corpses continued their chant:

"Aid you to cross the barrier between life and death, at this grand banquet of souls..."

The pale flames gathered and formed into lone skeletons with white bone wings in the air, flying around the hotel.

"No—damn brat, what are you doing!" the man's voice, mixed with shock and anger, came from the first floor.

Xiao Mengyu's sword momentum surged, striking with all her might to prevent the man from getting distracted by Shen Ye.

But the man paid her no mind, using his back to block the sword strike, allowing a huge gash to be cut open on his body.

He even used the momentum from the sword strike to leap, swinging out of the building with several steel wires and pulling himself upwards towards the upper floors.

"Shen Ye!"

Xiao Mengyu's expression changed; she slashed open the ceiling with her sword and shot upwards.

Both were approaching Shen Ye with tremendous speed.

At that moment, Shen Ye gave up climbing further towards the top floor.

The man had barely reached the ninth floor when he heard the man's voice and immediately turned around, rushing into the ninth-floor corridor.

When he reached a certain room and placed his hand on the door—

The man had already landed in the corridor.

Xiao Mengyu had not yet arrived!

"...that we may assimilate into the endless Skeleton Throne, invoking the mercy of the supreme beings."

"— Mother of Dark Skeletons, King of Ghouls, Underworld Lord Miket Tikaxiwa!" the undead chanted.

The flying skeletal unicorns all stopped mid-air, surrounding the hotel, collectively adopting a prayerful stance.

It seemed that something was about to happen.

"I'm going to kill you! Immediately!" the man bellowed, vanishing from the spot.

Shen Ye pushed the door open and rushed in.

The man appeared behind him, lunging forward with all his might—

Bang!

The man burst through the door into the suite, finding only numerous corpses on the ground; the young man was nowhere to be seen.

The door was pushed open once again.

Shen Ye returned from the Nightmare World and landed in the corridor.

Only then had Xiao Mengyu just arrived.

Shen Ye passed by Xiao Mengyu, who held his sword to block the door, fighting with the man, while Shen Ye sprinted with all his might, running downstairs.

All this seems slow to describe—

But it all happened in just a few breaths!

As quick as a rabbit and as fast as a falcon, the situation changed dramatically again.

Tens of thousands of corpses chanted the last line:

"Please bestow your blessing upon me, so that I may spread Your majesty among all beings!"

The void opened.

An inverted bone altar appeared in the dark void above the inn.

The huge skeleton said excitedly:

"We did it! We did it! Now, I just need the deceased to willingly pour their strength into me, and I can regain my power!"

Whish whish whish whish whish—

The air emitted wails, as countless steel wires filled the corridor and stairs, continuously slicing towards Shen Ye as he fled.

—This was the decisive moment!

Shen Ye twisted his body, stepping on the walls several times to dodge a round of slicing, immediately rushed forward, in an instant passing through the long corridor, hurrying down the stairs.

The dense jungle of steel wires grazed by him, as he skillfully evaded each potentially fatal attack.

Moonlight Deer Step—

Dodge, rush, misplace!

This was the Elf Race's battle array movement technique!

"Everyone, the time for revenge has come, lend me your strength—"

Shen Ye leaped into the air, letting his body fall down:

"We only have this one chance!"

"Please give me strength, I want revenge for everyone!"

"Please all come help me—"

He held the microphone aloft, shouting with all his might:

"—I will kill him!!!"

The corpses were no longer chanting any spells.

Maybe they were already dead.

But at that moment, tens of thousands of corpses opened their eyes, letting tears stream down their faces.

Death—

An unjust death, stripped of everything, never again to feel anything from the mortal world.

How tragic was that?

If they could have their revenge...

The bodies of the deceased gradually emitted pale glows.

These lights soared into the sky, merging into the inverted bone altar above.

All the dense runes on the altar lit up.

The ceremony was a success!

A vague yet majestic figure descended upon the altar.

She looked down upon the land—

The next instant.

The sound of air tearing apart reached Shen Ye's ears.

"Are you joking, you think you can kill me?"

A mocking voice came from behind him.

The man was bloody all over, covered in horrific sword wounds, but he had recklessly kept up the chase.

He finally caught up with Shen Ye!

Swish—

His hand raised high, instantly releasing clusters of sharp steel wires, bundling into a steel bud ready to bloom.

If the bud were to bloom, life would surely wither.

"Blood Rose, it's your time to bloom again."

The man chanted softly.

Such continuous pursuit avoided by his opponent proved that the other party was not to be underestimated.

So.

Kill him.

The man took pleasure in standing behind his opponent, watching their life turn into a blood rose, completely wilting away from this world.

At this moment, the man too was excited!

"Die!"

He roared furiously, releasing all the steel wires.

Clang clang clang clang!

A series of grating clashing sounds, accompanied by sparks of light.

The steel wires, one after another, fell into disarray and didn't bloom into the blood-drenched flowers.

Boom—

In the deafening sound of impact, the man was sent flying, landing far away in the inn's lobby.

As soon as the man hit the ground, he immediately looked towards Shen Ye.

He saw Shen Ye was still in midair.

—He stood on the shoulder of a four-meter-tall giant skeleton.

The skeleton was exuding pale flames all over, holding a bone greatsword engraved with dense undead incantations, slicing through all the steel wires.

"It's not a joke—"

Shen Ye pointed at him with his hand, saying softly:

"To kill you is to kill you, a day late, a second delayed, it's all my mistake."

"I'm going to kill you now."

"—Before all the deceased!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly began to scream:

"Catastrophe! You can actually summon Catastrophe!"