Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

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What's going on here!

So, I'm a bloodsucker now, why did you have to add "kid" to it!

Thinking about it, the other spontaneously sprouted nicknames were the same—

Once I had taken certain actions, they were ready to appear.

Bloodsucker Kid...

After all, it could be converted to Attribute Points, so let's just take one step at a time.

As Shen Ye pondered this, General Tazweil's voice emerged once more from the carriage:

"So that's how it is, I thought you were carrying some secret mission, but since it's only about searching for your brother, there's no problem—"

"Take this with you."

An object was thrown from the carriage.

Shen Ye caught it and took a closer look; it was a pale blue Copper Pot Lamp with intricate, dark patterns etched into it.

A faint glow gathered from all around, forming small characters:

"Soul Attracting Lamp."

"Purple rare item (One in Ten Thousand)."

"Description: Light the soul lamp, releasing a powerful spirit fluctuation, attracting those unknown and terrifying beings to come."

"—A treasure made from various precious materials for the sake of escaping death."

Shen Ye looked it over and feigned surprise as he asked:

"General, what is this?"

General Tazweil's telepathic voice quietly sounded in his ears:

"My scout team leader, your archery skills are exceptional, and this time we will rely on you."

"At your command, General," Shen Ye said.

General Tazweil continued:

"From now on, you will follow at my side."

"If we encounter that sort of situation again, at the critical moment, you must shoot this object out—"

"It can draw the attention of those monsters."

"This way, as my carriage advances relentlessly, we can escape the predicament."

"Understood, General," Shen Ye said.

What a treasure!

Upon reflection, aside from myself, no one else had the "door" ability.

So this thing really was a life-saving device.

The carriage began to move.

The general's command echoed:

"Move out!"

"All head towards Cannon Branding Castle!"

"Yes!"

The group mounted their horses and escorted the slowly advancing carriage.

Shen Ye was also given a Skeleton Warhorse, taking the lead at the front, responsible for the entire convoy's vigilance, constantly dispatching scouts to explore various messages.

They journeyed safely for about two hours.

A scout came to report:

"Zhongba Captain, thirty miles ahead, there is a huge crevice on the ground, bottomless."

"Many Undead are trapped there, unable to move forward!"

Shen Ye immediately went to report to the front of the carriage.

General Tazweil's voice was very calm:

"No problem, that's Jin Enjia Gorge; after we fly over it, we won't be far from Cannon Branding Castle."

Shen Ye's spirits lifted.

We're close to Cannon Branding Castle!

But—

"What is Jin Enjia Gorge?" Shen Ye softly asked.

"The Undead Holy Scriptures record that every naturally formed world will have one vast, bottomless chasm—Hell is no exception," the big skeleton said.

"With such a magnificent sight, there must be many people," Shen Ye said.

"Definitely, after all, most Necro souls can't fly over it either," the big skeleton also said.

Amidst their conjecture, the convoy arrived at Jin Enjia Gorge.

The ground split open in the middle.

A bottomless chasm appeared in front of everyone.

Its width was approximately a kilometer across.

Looking down into it, one could only see darkness—

The longer you looked, the more unnerving it became.

Suddenly.

The ground shook and swayed.

A colossal figure emerged from Jin Enjia Gorge, climbing up.

—A Giant.

The Giant's body was grayish-white, even its eyeballs were gray, its hands resting on the edge of the great crevice; each hand was like a towering mountain.

However, its emergence didn't invoke countless screams and cries for help; the Undead Souls did not panic and scatter in all directions.

—It seems this was a common occurrence.

"It's Ymir..." the big skeleton remarked.

"A friend of yours?" Shen Ye asked.

"No, it's said to be the guide of Wind and Fire Hell, and that it would tell you where you need to go in exchange for payment," the big skeleton said.

During this time, General Tazweil's telepathic message came:

"Baxter, ask this giant named Ymir how much money he requires to let my carriage pass."

It seems the general and the big skeleton were in agreement.

Shen Ye then rode forward to the edge of the gorge and called out loudly:

"Ymir!"

"This is General Tazweil's convoy; how much do you want to let us pass?"

He gazed at the Giant, and the Giant gazed back at him.

Suddenly, the Giant looked around, grinned, and a voice like thunder boomed out:

"It seems a lot of Undead Souls have already gathered..."

"The number is sufficient."

It took a deep breath, raised its head, and shouted toward the sky in a high-pitched voice.

Shen Ye was stunned.

—This didn't quite match what the big skeleton and the general had said.

No, that's not right!

Shen Ye's expression changed, and he immediately turned his horse around, shouting to the convoy:

"General Tazweil, hurry!"

The eight fiery warhorses pulling the carriage burst out in unison with shrill neighs, gradually accelerating.

The others were still confused—

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General Tazweil's voice already resounded in Shen Ye's ears:

"Do you remember your mission?"

"I do!" Shen Ye immediately responded.

A flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

Sacrifice.

Sacrifice could bring good terms!

Why not seize this opportunity to earn a term for himself!

The chariot was about to move!

"Very well, in case you don't come back... what would you have me do for you?" General Tazweil asked.

A glimmer of spirit crossed Shen Ye's mind, and he promptly said:

"If you happen to meet my brothers, please take good care of them for me!"

As his words fell, he had already taken out the Soul Attracting Lamp.

At the same time.

The deep sky began to fill with a mass of heads.

——Ymir had sided with that monster!

"Alright then."

General Tazweil sighed.

The chariot, ablaze with flames, soared into the air, flying towards the other side of Jin Enjia Gorge.

The giant Ymir spread his arms and laughed maniacally:

"Thinking of running? It's futile!"

"I will block you here until they devour you completely."

The giant lunged forward to stop the chariot, only to find it had become a mere illusion, impossible to obstruct.

Taking advantage of this moment.

Shen Ye stood tall and proud, shouting loudly from atop his horse:

"Trouble! Big trouble!"

All the surrounding Undead Souls turned to look at him.

Meeting the gaze of countless Undead Souls, he roared out loud:

"Heads are raining from the sky, everyone, run for your lives!"

"——I am the vampire Baxter, I'm here to buy everyone time, please hurry and find a way to escape, or it will be too late!"

As his voice trailed off.

He held the Soul Attracting Lamp high and spurred his Skeleton Warhorse, racing off in the opposite direction.

With his movement.

The heads in the sky were indeed attracted, roaring into action, all chasing in Shen Ye's direction.

The crowd suddenly saw a chance to flee for their lives.

Many Undead Souls watched the scene in a daze, their eyes revealing complex emotions.

——This is Hell.

In the depths of Hell, how could there be such a noble character?

Shen Ye's voice came from afar:

"If you come across my brothers, I hope you... don't make it hard for them..."

He went further and further away, finally disappearing from people's sight.

And the swarm of heads followed suit.

This vampire's prospects are grim...

Alright then.

His name is Baxter?

If they could survive, they would owe him a favor.

The Undead Souls thought to themselves as they turned and fled.

Meanwhile.

After Shen Ye rode for a while, he suddenly patted the Skeleton Warhorse, softly saying:

"You run for your life too."

He dismounted from the warhorse, held the Soul Attracting Lamp himself, and continued to rush forward.

The Skeleton Warhorse neighed mournfully, giving him a reluctant glance, and galloped away in a different direction.

Shen Ye was now alone.

The swarm of heads was catching up.

He held the Soul Attracting Lamp high, running with all his might, running, running!!!

At a certain moment.

Countless heads descended from the sky.

He was completely surrounded by heads entwined with roots, front, back, left, and right.

Shen Ye slowed down, took two steps forward, and leapt—

He spun continuously, his single leg sweeping out repeatedly, drawing crescent-shaped blades of frost in midair.

Realm One - Frost Bite!

——Still continuous Frost Bites!

One after another, heads were sent flying, rolling backward onto the ground.

The roots connecting the heads were frozen by frost, their movement slowed, frozen in place.

From afar, one could see a layer of pale blue frost rapidly spreading along the heads and roots, extending all the way into the sky.

Boom!

Shen Ye burst out from the endless heads, flying seven or eight yards away.

"It's not so bad after all."

He brushed off the frost from his clothes, ready to continue fleeing, but suddenly he stopped in his tracks.

——Because a figure had flown down from the depths of the sky.

Thud!

The strange being landed on the ground, making a heavy sound.

Skeleton heads of various sizes piled up behind him, extending to both arms, constantly spewing black smoke.

His head was still full of red hair, donned in a full set of Crimson Battle Armor, and he was cloaked in a black Cape.

"Finally found you——thanks for last time."

The strange being spoke as soon as he saw him.

Shen Ye was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Thank me? For what?"

"Although you ran away last time, you gave me that Scapegoat carrying immense sins, which I thoroughly enjoyed devouring."

The strange being grinned, seemingly quite satisfied with the event.

All the skeletons on his back made a "giggling" sound as if they were savoring the taste of The Skinner's flesh.

A chilling fellow...

"You didn't come specifically to tell me this, did you?" Shen Ye asked.

"Let me confirm once more, you are a vampire from the Nightmare World, aren't you?" the strange being said.

"That's right, I am the vampire Baxter, and who are you?"

"Nine Phases—you should call me Lord Nine Phases."