Chapter 941: Gate of Death (1/2)
”Can you see it?” Arc asked.
Gravis only looked transfixed at something in the middle of the cave. It was like this thing was calling to him.
He felt the urge to enter.
He felt like he would receive immeasurable power by entering it.
”Gravis!” Arc shouted.
Gravis shook his head for a second. ”Yes?”
”Can you see it?” Arc asked again. His usual joking tone had completely vanished.
Gravis looked back at the middle of the cave. ”Yes, I can see it,” Gravis said.
”Is it a gate?” Arc asked.
”Yes, it is,” Gravis said.
Right now, in the middle of the cave, was a three-meter-high, circular gate. It was made of golden and black materials, but Gravis had no idea what kind of materials they were. He had never seen anything quite like it.
”What color is it?” Arc asked.
”The gate itself is golden-black, and its center is pure black,” Gravis said.
In the middle of the gate was… nothing.
It was just like a black screen.
Arc furrowed his brows. ”What's the feeling that you get from looking into the gate?” Arc asked.
Gravis focused on the gate again, and his mind wandered.
”Gravis!”
Gravis shook his head again. This gate had bewitched him again!
”When I look into the gate, I feel like there's just nothing. It's like the world simply ends. It's like the middle of the gate doesn't exist at all,” Gravis explained. ”I also feel an urge to enter it. I feel like I would be able to learn something important.”
When Arc heard that, he sighed.
”So, it's just as I've thought,” Arc said. For some reason, Arc sounded sad but also relieved.
When Gravis noticed Arc's actions, his brows furrowed. 'What could this gate be that even Arc felt worried about it inside his own world?'
Gravis tried to recreate the image of the gate and sent it to Arc's and Stella's minds.
The two of them received the image and had different reactions.
Stella was confused.
It just looked like a normal gate. She didn't see anything special about it.
In comparison, Arc nodded.
It was just like he thought.
”What is this gate?” Gravis asked.
”As I've said previously,” Arc answered. ”The Laws of my creator's Cosmos penetrate my world, and the Laws of the Primordial Chaos penetrate my creator's Cosmos, and, by extension, my world.”
”This gate that you see right now is a manifestation of one of the Laws of Primordial Chaos.”
”I can't see it because I'm not powerful enough to compete with the Primordial Chaos. As far as I'm aware, only your father and my creator can compete with the Primordial Chaos. So, in essence, only four beings in the entire Cosmos can see this thing, you, Mortis, your father, and my creator. No one else can see, feel, or interact with it.”
”Look,” Arc said as he stepped forward.
Gravis' eyes widened as Arc walked into the middle of the cave, and when Arc touched the gate, nothing happened.
Arc was simply passing through the nothingness in the middle of the gate like it wasn't even there. Not even the columns of the gate interacted with his body.
”We exist in separate realities,” Arc explained. ”Only those that the Primordial Chaos deems worthy and those that can compete with it can interact with the gate.”
Arc sighed again. ”Luckily, you directly contacted me.”
Gravis' brows furrowed. ”Why? Would something bad have happened if I hadn't contacted you?”
Arc nodded. ”Yes, two bad things, in fact.”
”First, since I can't feel or sense the gate, I wouldn't know that one of these gates appeared in my world. You might think that there wouldn't be an issue with having such a gate. After all, only a few chosen ones can interact with it, right?”
”Wrong,” Arc said. ”While only the chosen few can interact with such a gate, its impact on my world and even the entire Cosmos is not insignificant. In fact, if not managed correctly, this thing could swallow the entire Cosmos, leaving only you, Mortis, your father, and my creator behind.”
Gravis took a deep breath as he looked at the gate.
'This insignificant gate can end the entire Cosmos? How!?' Gravis thought.
”Has such a gate appeared before?” Gravis asked.
Arc nodded. ”A couple of times,” Arc answered. ”It happens once every couple 100 million years or so.”