Myriad Realms Gatekeeper-Chapter 1193 - 531: The Determination to Change!

The city museum.

A hand reaches out, touching the glass.

The glass instantly vanishes.

The hand continues forward, resting on the bronze throne from thousands of years ago.

"This is the seat of the human emperor, but that emperor is long dead, or perhaps not? But none of that matters."

With these words, a white-haired elder sits down on the throne.

His entire body exudes deep crimson flames, with eyes devoid of whites or pupils, only complete darkness.

Yet his voice remains calm and serene:

"I’ve been confronting humanity for tens of thousands of years, with over six hundred epic battles, and seven or eight human heroes I acknowledge."

"Now, I eagerly anticipate your performance."

Facing the throne.

Two people stand below the steps.

A man and a woman.

The man shakes his head with a smile:

"Such a weak race, yet worthy of such admiration from the Destructive Main God?"

"If you view humanity this way, why not destroy Earth?" The elder said indifferently.

"That’s because of a past incident." The woman replied.

"Indeed, I know of that incident—you have someone among you with terrifying ’Feeding’ capabilities, who bit through the ’Barrier’ and opened doors between two realms."

The elder’s gaze sweeps between the man and woman, continuing to ask:

"That person didn’t come?"

The man and woman fall silent together.

The elder continues in a mocking tone:

"Ah, I see, gnawing the ’Barrier’ is extremely difficult, and when I first heard of it, I found it unbelievable."

"You fear this ability, so the Truth Creation that saved the Eternal Legacy no longer exists."

"Ha."

"Compared to humans, you’re not much better."

The woman said: "That was just a clown, we won’t allow any alien species to erode the Truth World."

The elder immediately responds:

"Then why do you reincarnate as humans just to control your truth embodiment?"

"—Because it better maximizes your power."

"Your words and actions have disappointed me, so—"

His tone carries a hint of anticipation:

"Come, show me the extent of your capabilities."

The man and woman exchange a glance.

Endless phantasms emerge from behind them.

—Truth Dharma Aspect!

"Your Power of Destruction is formidable and unmatched, but it’s like water without a source, probably incapable of long-term combat with us." Augustus cautiously said.

The elder laughs, speaking gently:

"You are right, but first—"

"You must be able to survive until then."

No sooner had he spoken.

A violent roar echoes from the distance.

The sound resonates throughout the night sky.

The light shines as bright as day.

Looking out through the museum’s windows, a fiery white light traverses the entire sky, flashing through the atmosphere, its destination unknown.

For a while.

The light gradually dims.

"Rest assured, I only killed 2000 Truth Creations preparing to descend on Earth."

The elder spoke:

"I’d never harm humans; human souls—each one is incredibly useful."

The faces of the two opposite grow gloomy.

"It seems we’ve reached a consensus on the issues of Earth and humanity." Augustus said.

"Yes, this destructive force only kills your creations—your subordinates are doomed." The elder said with a teasing tone.

"Cannons, those old relics, have long been obsolete, I have a stronger power here, would you like to witness it?" The woman said.

She initiates a technique.

The technique moves.

The myriad illusory images from behind her turn into glowing threads, swiftly piercing the walls, flying toward the direction of the cannon fire.

—Clearly, she has begun handling the Destruction Cannon.

The elder’s smile disappears.

"Let’s end the chatter here—let’s get straight to the main issue."

He raises his hand again.

This time.

Boundless light and shadows burgeon in his palm.

The shadows fly out, like countless Destruction Beams, entangling the man and woman.

The supreme battle between Destruction and Truth begins!

...

Outside the cathedral.

Shen Ye flies through the air, holding a long sword, looking around.

Three massive Truth Creations surround the cathedral.

A colossal Wooden Man.

An Eight-legged Spider.

And a Man-faced Rattlesnake.

The Wooden Man meets his gaze.

"Is it you?"

The opponent asks in surprise.

"Yes, it’s me, so retreat; you’re not my match." Shen Ye said.

In his sight, each Truth Creation beside him in the void has labels appearing:

"Truth Ninth Rank";

"Eleventh Rank of Truth";

"Truth Ninth Rank".

—They are strong!

Judging by all attributes alone, he couldn’t possibly chase after them.

Luckily, the Ship of Destruction is within his Dharma Aspect, supporting him, providing strength for his Sword Techniques.

"Is it a traitor? Let me eat him directly." The Man-faced Rattlesnake said.

It pounces toward Shen Ye like lightning.

Behind Shen Ye, the shadow of a black metal ship emerges.

But he looks back at the ship, waving his hand:

"Guarding the cannon is a battle of attrition; don’t move yet, save your energy."

No sooner had he spoken.

The Man-faced Rattlesnake bites him!

Gulp.

He’s swallowed.

"Tasty."

The Rattlesnake quivers its green tongue.

In the void.

The voice of the Ship of Destruction suddenly explodes:

"Are you an idiot? Why not use my power? Are you dead yet? If you’re dead, I’m escaping!"

A voice echoes from within the snake’s belly: