Chapter 421: The First Thing After Transmigration (Please Subscribe!)

Above the Red Earth Plateau.

"The disturbance from such a large-scale Ritual will be observed by specific agencies... even high-level pure Mystery practitioners will sense it directly through their Spirituality, but it is already too late."

Aaron pushed open the Gate of Multiple Histories, allowing that indescribable light to envelop him.

At the same time, he reached out his hand and grabbed Keni.

She is an important Landmark; without her, it would be impossible to locate that specific history, and one would instead become lost within the gaps between the various histories.

In his heart, Aaron had actually already begun to grow vigilant.

A realization surfaced in Aaron's heart.

From ancient times to the present, the past and the now... scene after scene of different historical images flashed before his eyes.

"Then... the surprise attack by the Investigation Bureau and the Three Great Churches?"

The next instant, he saw the History Mist ahead collapse with a boom, and from within it crawled a gray-brown caterpillar with a head as large as a house.

Aaron only glanced at it once before shifting his gaze away indifferently.

When facing that Mythical Creature, he had long since felt that he was about to die.

Keni, acting as the Landmark, naturally radiated History Mist, echoing with a certain history and being drawn toward it...

Bang!

The fat Worm of Histories was incensed; it lunged forward violently, wanting to attack Aaron and the others.

After waiting quietly for a dozen seconds, Aaron no longer hesitated; with one hand grabbing Sharuke and the other grabbing Keni, he entered the opened Gate of Multiple Histories.

His inspiration flared, and he suddenly looked toward a certain direction.

"No, I want you to know, I..."

It was brown all over, covered in pitch-black spots, and its body surface had countless ferocious sharp spikes.

Although these Spirit World creatures are Weird, a Non-human Existence can fully handle them with the help of the power of a Ritual.

"Where is this... the sea surface? Terrible, it's the Dark Sea!"

After Aaron replied, he stared blankly at a patch of open ground in front of him.

He looked at Sharuke beside him, only to find that the other's figure had become incredibly strange, as if he had stepped out of a funhouse mirror.

"What it loves to devour most is the souls of those who traverse the histories, piercing their heads upon its body to listen to their wails and repentance..."

Keni screamed, her voice filled with tears: "We... we are going to die here! Sharuke... at the final moment of life, I hope..."

Keni was startled, then immediately quickened her speech.

Aaron was closing his eyes, sensing the Spirit World.

They are things that do not exist in this world, Spirit World creatures attracted by the power of the Ritual!

Images from other histories constantly dissipated, and Aaron seemed to see an Empire like one on which the sun never sets, slowly rising from the horizon...

Keni identified it, looking at the pitch-black deep sea, the expression on her small face very ugly: "I hope we haven't drifted off the safe shipping lane, I hope we can wait for a passing ship!"

Keni looked at the wasteland in front of her and the outline of a city not far away, wanting to lie down on the side and dry-heave, unable to bear it.

What is history?

Within the various histories, the terrifying cries of the worm echoed.

"Don't worry, Keni, I will definitely protect you well." Sharuke shouted in reply.

The vast torrent of history surged down, carrying irresistible giant force, as if it wanted to wash him into the gaps between the histories and lose him there forever.

The massive Worm of Histories paused in its movements, sensing a threat!

As if... a powerful Mythical Creature with the same Seventh Primordial Substance had arrived nearby!

But before it could arrive, Aaron and the others had already passed through the opened door and entered the world of the Third History.

"Let's go!"

But at this moment, Aaron's figure suddenly became illusory, and layer upon layer of History Mist emerged from his body.

"Worm of Histories... a Mythical Creature that lives in the gaps between the histories!"

'If this is a trap, or if there is some contingency, it should be now?'

"This place... should belong to the outskirts of Green Forest City."

This was using the Extraordinary Ability of the Gatekeeper to accelerate the opening of the 'gate' to the Third History.

Every sharp spike was strung with a head, emitting the wails of the travelers of the histories!

Merely seeing it caused countless knowledge to automatically surface in the minds of the three.

Any Ritual has the possibility of attracting Spirit World creatures, and the larger the Mystery ritual, the more so.

Aaron stared at that Worm of Histories, estimating the distance between it and himself, as well as the distance between the three of them and the Third History, and suddenly closed his eyes.

But what he did not expect was that while traversing the histories, he felt a warm current flow through his entire body, and then all kinds of madness and all kinds of pollution completely disappeared without a trace...

Its large, pitch-black eyeballs bulged, scanning everything around, and finally noticed Aaron among the three!

"Everyone be quiet."

Near the range of the Ritual, outside the cobalt-blue mist, hazy and twisted figures emerged.

It was not being killed by a Mythical Creature, but being directly polluted, alienated, and losing control after witnessing a Mythical Creature...

"Where did you bring us?"

"No need for such trouble!"

In the Mortal World of the Third History, at this moment, the high-level Extraordinary of Mystery who were attempting to let their inspiration roam the histories and happened to encounter this scene all had terrible luck!

"Hoo hoo... we didn't die?"

Along with Aaron and Sharuke, who were clutching her, they were likewise pulled into that layer of history.

Fortunately, he still had Keni in his hand.

In the middle of the deep sea, the three of them—Aaron and the others—floated on the surface, and Sharuke let out a cheer of joy.

Masei had long been prepared for this; he scolded those believers who were obsessed with observing the "Gate of Multiple Histories," brought out Talismans, and utilized Extraordinary Abilities to annihilate those twisted Demons, or at the very least, block them from the Ritual.

"No... the Anti-Divination Ritual I set up is not so easily broken; wanting to pinpoint the exact location of the Ritual... is extremely difficult."

As a "Gatekeeper," the moment he entered this world, he had already determined that this place was no longer the previous Main World, but the Third History!

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange radiance flickered within them.

Aaron grabbed the arms of Keni and Sharuke, and the figures of the three instantly vanished.

Extending outward, it was the most essential authority of the Sovereigns—Time Sequence!

At this moment, Aaron felt as if he had fallen into a river of time with no beginning and no end; his entire body felt as if it were in space, having lost all gravity, suspended in mid-air.

After they entered, that indescribable gate instantly became illusory and dissipated into the History Mist, leaving Masei looking as if he had lost something...

"Destroy them!"

"It is not them!"

"In the cracks of history, flesh and blood can only be twisted..."

Splash!

Under the surge of his Spirituality, the soil turned over directly, revealing the deeper layers of the underground...

The first thing to do after crossing over—naturally, it is to dig a grave!

The second update will be later.

(End of this chapter)