Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 807 Fragment Resonance (2)

The Lord of the Shadow Dimension, observing the battle unfolding before him, suddenly knelt on one knee before the fused entity:

"My Lord, I know I was wrong and I'm willing to atone for my sins! Please give me a chance. I'm willing to lead the remaining forces of the Shadow Dimension to hold back the decaying warship!"

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, the fusion entity nodded: "Alright, remember your promise. If you dare to betray me again, I will show no mercy!"

The Lord of the Shadow Dimension nodded emphatically and immediately mobilized the shadow energy within his body, charging towards the decaying warship fleet.

The Lord of the Ice and Snow Dimension and the Lord of the Mechanical Dimension followed suit, each unleashing their dimensional power and joining the battle.

The situation gradually developed in a favorable direction, but the merged entity did not relax in the slightest.

She could sense that the energy of the runic phantoms was being rapidly depleted, while the Decaying Overlord merely watched coldly from the sidelines, clearly waiting for the moment when their energy was exhausted.

"Dimensional Guardian, what should we do?" the fused entity asked telepathically. "The runic energy won't last much longer."

The Dimensional Guardian frowned: "We can only pin our hopes on the remaining rune fragments. According to the star map, the next fragment is in the 'Rules Labyrinth,' which is the most chaotic area of ​​dimensional rules. Even I cannot accurately perceive the situation inside."

"A maze of rules..."

The merged entity felt a chill in her heart. She had heard of this place before; legend had it that those who entered would have their bodies and consciousness distorted by chaotic rules, and very few would come out alive.

The illusory rune suddenly emitted a strong tremor, and its golden light dimmed considerably.

The Decaying Overlord seized the opportunity and swung the black giant axe once more. This time, the golden shield finally gave way and a huge crack appeared.

"Hahaha! Your time to die has come!"

The Decaying Overlord laughed loudly, and swung his giant axe toward the fused entity.

The Dimensional Guardian immediately stood in front of the fused entity, releasing all its primal energy to collide with the giant axe.

"Pfft!" The Dimensional Guardian spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his body flying backward and crashing heavily onto the deck of the Ark of Life.

The golden runes on his body dimmed, and his aura weakened rapidly.

"Guardian!" the fused entity exclaimed, trying to step forward to help, but was locked in place by the energy of the Decaying Overlord.

The black giant axe struck again, and the fused entity could only mobilize the last bit of energy within its body to manipulate the rune phantoms to defend itself.

"Crack!" The shield of the rune phantom shattered completely, the fused body was blasted away, and the half-complete rune in its hand also flew out of its hand and flew into the depths of the cosmic sea.

"The rune is mine!"

A glint of greed flashed in the eyes of the Decaying Overlord, and he immediately chased after the rune.

Just at this critical moment, a silver light suddenly rushed from the depths of the cosmic sea and precisely caught the half-complete rune.

It was a uniquely shaped silver warship, its hull covered with unknown runes, exuding an aura that shared the same origin as the runes of the dimensional origin.

"What kind of warship is that?" Everyone was stunned. Neither the combined fleet nor the decaying army had ever seen such a warship before.

The hatch of the silver warship opened, and a figure dressed in a silver robe stepped out.

He had a handsome face, deep eyes, and was surrounded by a faint silver halo. He held a half-complete rune in his hand and wore a mysterious smile.

"Long time no see, you rotten old devil."

The man in the silver robe spoke, his voice carrying a peculiar rhythm, "I never imagined that after billions of years, you would still be so greedy."

The Decaying Overlord's expression changed drastically upon seeing the man in the silver robe, his eyes filled with shock and dread: "It's you! You weren't already..."

"Dead?" The man in the silver robe chuckled. "As long as the dimensional rules exist, I will not die."

"Back then, I was merely in a deep slumber; now, feeling the call of the runes, I must naturally awaken."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the silver warship released countless silver beams of light, which struck the charging, decaying warship.

Under the illumination of the silver beam, those decaying warships instantly lost power and drifted in the cosmic sea.

"What exactly do you want?" the Decaying Overlord asked warily, gripping his black giant axe tightly, ready to strike at any moment.

“It’s very simple,” the man in the silver robe said. “The dimensional origin rune text should never have fallen into anyone’s hands, including you and the fusion entity.”

"I will take the runes back to the origin of the dimensions, reseal them, and allow the multidimensional world to return to its natural course."

"Don't even think about it!" the fusion entity immediately retorted. "The multidimensional world is currently facing a threat from the decaying dimension. Only by gathering all the runes can the crisis be completely resolved!"

"Resolve the crisis?" The man in the silver robe shook his head. "The power of the runes is too great. If they are misused, they will only cause greater disasters."

The separation of dimensions occurred because someone attempted to control the power of the runes.

Before anyone could object, he steered the silver warship toward the depths of the cosmic sea at an astonishing speed, disappearing from sight in an instant.

"Stop him!" the Decaying Overlord roared, immediately giving chase. The fused entity didn't dare to be negligent either, following closely behind with Yan Jin, Cang Lan, and the others.

The silver warship's flight path was extremely strange, constantly shuttling between spatial rifts, as if it knew every corner of the cosmic sea like the back of its hand.

After chasing for a while, the silver warship suddenly stopped in a void space. There were no stars or energy fluctuations here; it was as if it were the edge of a cosmic sea.

The man in the silver robe stepped out of the warship and tossed the half-finished rune into the air:

"This is the entrance to the origin of the dimension. As long as the runes are sealed here, the disaster can be averted."

The fusion entity and others arrived and immediately tried to stop them, but were blocked by the silver barrier released by the silver warship.

The Decaying Overlord arrived shortly afterward, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes as he gazed at the entrance to the dimensional origin.

"So this is the entrance! As long as I can enter the Land of Origin and absorb the Origin Energy, I can become a true Dimensional Ruler!"

Ignoring the silver barrier, he charged towards the entrance with all his might. The man in the silver robe's expression changed, and he immediately mobilized the power of the runes, attempting to close the entrance.

The half-complete rune suddenly burst forth with intense light, resonating with the entrance to the dimensional origin. A huge spatial vortex appeared at the entrance, emanating a powerful suction force.

"Oh no! The entrance is out of control!" The man in the silver robe was shocked. He tried to control the runes, but found that they were no longer under his control and were flying towards the spatial vortex.

The fused entity, the decaying overlord, and the pursuing crowd were all enveloped by a powerful suction force, their bodies uncontrollably flying towards the spatial vortex.

No matter how much they struggled, they could not escape the pull of the suction.

"What exactly is going on?" The merged entity was filled with questions as she looked at the approaching spatial vortex, which was pitch black and exuded a chilling aura.

She didn't know what she would encounter after entering the vortex—whether it was the truth about the origin of dimensions or a new crisis.

Deep within the spatial vortex, an ancient and mysterious voice slowly resounded, as if telling the secrets of the beginning of the dimension's birth, or as if summoning the return of some being.