The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1307 384: Reunited After the Broken Mirror (Part 2)

"This can't be! Their faith in us has already dwindled significantly, they nailed us to the pillar of disgrace in history, calling us scourges of the Void, Evil Spirits from the Outer Realm, and they even cleanse those who have awakened Extraordinary Power."

After a pause, he continued in a strained voice.

"As you can see at this moment... the passage to the Void Realm has become very weak, this is the most direct evidence."

This situation was indeed his doing.

And because of this, when saying these words, Merk felt his old face burning, wishing a crack would appear in the ground to hide in.

However, Luo Yan was unconcerned, even a glimmer of appreciation could be seen in his gaze towards him. This guy, though not smart, had self-awareness.

At least he could see his own problems clearly.

"The problem lies here, the Gray Man behind the 178th Void Realm does not have a correct understanding of us, nor do they correctly examine themselves. On the contrary, they are trying to distort, even obliterate their past."

"Merk, I ask you, did we pop out of nowhere? Don't forget the prerequisite for the existence of Void Realm passages, only through Soul resonance can people from Different Universes have a soul connection."

Merk stared at the Prince before him, unable to answer for a moment.

Indeed—

Soul resonance is the premise for the existence of the Void Realm.

Although the collapse of the passage seems inevitable, at least in the current timelines of both sides, they still harbor a trace of "reluctance" towards each other.

"Kael was indeed the rat you handpicked, and it was you who placed him on the throne, but he did not come out of thin air, including his followers behind him and the Wasteland that twisted their souls... they are all part of the Gray Man, regardless of how their compatriots resist."

Luo Yan's smile became profound and caused Merk to unconsciously hold his breath.

"Love and hate are two sides of the coins, so are fear and courage. When we reach the extreme on one path, we will undoubtedly arrive at the other side of the coins... and now, what we need to do is throw their coins again."

The Gray Man should never have killed Kael at the moment of victory.

Although they enjoyed a temporary thrill, they also lost the opportunity to correct mistakes, burying the danger under the black curtain of history.

A living Kael is merely a mud-stained sinner or clown, but a dead Kael will become an immortal "Prophet."

They had better never make a mistake.

Otherwise, just a minor mistake would make those dissatisfied Gray Men nostalgic for the murderous Divine Envoy.

No matter how many Evil deeds he once did.

"...During Kael's brief lifetime, those pragmatic materialists were the Ghost lingering above 'Merk,' the Ancient God. And now, they have become the Divine on the ground, while the memories they tried to bury have become the Ghost lingering above them."

"This is also why the link between the two worlds hasn't completely severed."

"Because they are still trapped in the cycle of the past, never truly emerging."

The words struck Merk's heart like a heavy hammer, awakening him from the fog where he couldn't find an exit.

"Throw the coins again..."

Merk repeatedly savored these words, and for the first time, a light like breaking dawn appeared in his clouded pupils.

He looked at Colin, his gaze filled with shock and reverence, as if he had gained a new insight into the theories of this Prince.

Just then, Miller, having completed the preparations, calmly left his position and walked to Prince Colin's side, reporting respectfully.

"Your Highness, everything is ready and can be activated at any time!"

His eyes were filled with awe and an eager anticipation for the imminent grand experiment.

Luo Yan withdrew his gaze from Merk's face and nodded to Miller.

"Begin!"

"Yes!"

Miller nodded excitedly.

With Prince Colin's command, the entire research team sprang into action like clockwork gears set in motion!

They injected surging Magic Power into the Array, accelerating the time behind the Void Realm, dragging the heavy, stagnant timeline backward.

Time flew by, the sun and moon rotated, an uncountable number of years passed.

Perhaps it was a decade, or maybe a century; the hazy scenes raced backward like a lantern show.

The narrowing of the passage seemed to dilute the sense of time's passing for people of both worlds.

Merk's heart raced as he silently prayed, prayed that the fragile passage wouldn't suddenly break at this moment.

He wanted to see the "alternative possibility of history" Colin spoke of, which was also his last and only chance to understand the Gray Man World.

Watching as the passage, thin as a silk thread, grew weaker and was about to be snipped by time's scissors, an anomaly suddenly occurred!

Within the blurred light and shadows, a faint silhouette appeared, and the image gradually became clearer.

It was a dark, confined room, perhaps a basement, perhaps amidst trash, the environment hardly better than Kael's home.

A hunched Gray Man stood beside a filthy bed, beneath his skeletal ankles was a circle drawn in blood-red paint.

From somewhere, he had gathered a heap of "ancient tomes," discovering the Ancient God "Merk" hidden in fragmented historical words, along with His murmuring whispers.